Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

Snow White was grumpy.

The zodiac asked me to talk to the leaders of the dragon lizards.

Yet on my way home, I first felt the smell of not being able to smell it by the collector.

And when I saw the zodiac figure, I still held strange creatures tame as the smell suggests.

I don't know what it is, but I don't like it.

Snow White stares at the treasurer in a mushy way.

But the Zodiac has set up something that Snow White doesn't imagine either.

I put it on Snow White's head, unmanipulatively.

Snow White forgot to get angry, too, and turned into a pocan.

The collector says all the same.

"I sometimes go to the city. At that time, you can't take that flying dragon that's still young. I mean, I need Snow White to take care of him, too. So if you don't like snow and white, throw it away and eat it. I'll leave the decision on this to you. It's obvious you're going to rely on something."

That's how the collector turned toward Stasta and the nest-like hole.

As Snow White rushes to chase after him, the overhead chick rolls down the colon.

I was not injured because of my light weight.

On the contrary, don't even ring it. There is also a jitter, trying to manage to move forward, possibly to keep up with the collector.

I'm not scared that I'm right in front of you, a predator, and I'm desperate to follow the treasurer, just to say that's the only way to survive.

If you look closely, you only have one eye, and no legs.

I just have four wings that I can't even fly.

Snow White took his gaze off Fei Long's chick that he would not survive this.

Where I dumped this guy, the keeper says nothing.

No matter what decision you make, I won't say anything more resentful than I said I'll leave it to you, and I won't do anything to drag you down.

Snow White seemed to think about it for a while, but decided to go after the collector.

Brushing is waiting.

I also felt like the smell of the Fei Long's nest was wrapped around my body.

Water bath, no. I want to take a bath too.

Snow White dived into the hole where the collector disappeared.

Wrap the first pale flying dragon chick tightly around its long tail.

Before Snow White returned, the Zodiac tried to follow Fei Long's chick, but after a while, no other Fei Long would ever come.

After all, they dumped him.

The zodiac felt sorry for such a flying dragon chick.

And to the appearance of being abandoned, I remembered a young age of snow and white that had not been abandoned, but left behind in a way.

It's hard to get a high-ranking Warcraft at the chick stage.

In the case of flying dragons, the only way to do this is to form an egg robbery force at national level or a high-ranking hunter will gather to hunt. Still, artificial reproduction was not successful.

On top of that, I wish the teaching technique had been established, like the Feilongs, but many high-ranking warcraft have not. Even if I took it at the chick stage, it was harder to keep it alive than the possibility of not nostalgic.

There were not so many personal uses of high-altitude warcraft as hunting beasts for that reason.

The zodiac was willing to raise a Fei Long chick.

Of course I have trouble being useless, but that would have been nice if you had grown up in the future and put me on that back.

You can fly, you can float in the ocean. If it doesn't get bigger, it can also be used for hunting reconnaissance.

I have a crowded desire to fly the sky with a collector.

You can fly snow and white, but that's a slippery sky. He repeated the skies when he jumped and the skies when he jumped when he traveled alone from the Republic of Kumezia to the Kingdom of Rattana.

I didn't fly free.

But at any rate, we have to get Snow White's approval first.

If you don't like snow and white, that's where it ends.

If it is snow and white with the child of the Fei Long, priority shall be given to snow and white.

I will hold up the malformation of Bernera Wyburn, the green hyena flying dragon, who looks up at the zodiac seriously with his first stiff eye, no, mutant species of child.

Surprisingly, it doesn't break out.

He seemed to be observing the collector with a small body.

Well, we'll figure it out.

That's all I'd do if I didn't.

The collector picked up the snow white coming back here looking grumpy as soon as possible.

The child of the Fei Long named Azrona.

This was because it resembled the color of Azurona, which was seen in Snow Mountain.

By way of example, the collector did not know the gender, so he kept it as a name that seemed to work for both.

Azurona is the pale moon in Eurifranz, but Siruna in El Rodriana and Sifuja in Rattana. If I had been in El Rodriana, I would have been in Siluna, if I had been in Rattana, I would have been in Shifuja.

The name sense of the collector was like that.

The white liquid in the earthen pot was heated by the fire sperm to blow a copo, a copo bubble.

In the light of the verdant moonlight, on a night of slightly verdant dragon mountains, it's chilly.

The hot air rising from the earthen pot seems warm.

The Zao Man and Snow White, and Azlona, held by the Zao Man, were eating dinner outside the Cave where the Zao Man had dug. The hidden nest was just a cave where the collector and snow and white could still sleep, and I wanted to avoid burning fire there.

Behind the treasurer, I get roasted meat and there's a snow white that's crumbling.

But his gaze was directed at the back of a chilling collector.

The collector fingers a white liquid that dissolves portable food like a small amount of French span, cools gently and then takes it to the mouth of Azlona.

Azlona, who can snap a collector's finger to bite.

Feeling the feel of his fine teeth, the collector pulled out his fingers and gave Azlona another melted portable meal. And in the meantime, only a few of them acted on the magic of life in Azlona's body.

It seemed good to soften the meat because it had teeth, but there was a certain fear in the collector.

To the knowledge of the collector, the malformation is weak in vitality. I had an image of him dying soon.

The one-handed size Azlona was now light and so brittle a touch that the wings and sternum were likely to break.

Therefore, the Moisture Supremacist of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nyum) decided to give her this portable diet that restores even a little magic, a diantic diet that uses moisture as a staple.

Magic is the excess life force.

If Azlona's magic can't even fly, if she lets her life magic work, Azlona's own magic may dry up and die, but if she's recovering her magic, there's no problem with letting life magic work.

The collector considered the body of the malformed body to be a body of overloaded structure even if it survived.

If a malformation can thus grow, is it likely that it will become a stronger individual than a normal individual as a mutant species? I wonder if putting it in this world, the difference between a malformation and a mutant species is just whether it can grow up to adulthood.

But many malformations die without being able to maintain their body structure, resulting in a low survival rate, and thus a small number of mutant species.

So what can we do to keep Azlona alive?

Changing the structure cannot be done because there are life essences, which can also be blueprints of life forms.

Then we decided to raise the strength of Azlona's body structure itself to a viable area.

There is magic in this world, though it may not have been possible in Japan.

Healing from the outside by the magic of life, working on the life essence of Azlona with the image of strengthening.

The collector had guessed that this would raise the body structure itself to a level where it would normally live.

This is all I could do for a collector who is not even an expert than that.

There was no way I could do fine calculations or anything, but imagine, I had to do it with my senses.

From what I've seen, Azlona feeds well and doesn't seem to be acting only in a bad direction, so the rest will depend on her luck. There was nothing more I could do.

Eating about half of the melted portable food, Azlona slept satisfied with an even more puffy and swollen belly on top.

There were few portable meals left. Hopefully, he manages to hold until his growth stabilizes, while the collector strokes Azlona's already grown pale hyena, which sleeps on the palm of his hand.

The stiff hair was smooth, unlike the fluffy hair of snow and white.

Azrona twirls its little self like a tickle.

The collector placed Azrona on top of the cloth bag and covered it with cloth again.

And he would have reached the peak of grumpiness, looking back at the Lord of his gaze, which pierces his back.

Snow White sleeping face to face.

I finished eating meat and was already in the cave.

The collector takes out three brushes.

Snow White moved his little ear tight and saw this one for just a moment.

Still don't try to move.

The collector turns behind the snow white when he stands up, for Christ's sake.

Snow white pointing in the opposite direction again. However, the little ears move tingly and softly with their tails.

The collector shut up and began to comb his snow and white hair.

I kept turning away from him when I said he wouldn't be deluded by that on the brush the most, but he started losing strength around the second brush and roared in regret, and on the third brush he had already stretched his body out enough to reach the extreme of weakness.

The collector stood up and lifted Azrona, wrapped in cloth, and put her on a soft dermis covered in snow and white hair, sleeping as she did with her stretched snow and white belly as pillows.

Snow and white opened their eyes slightly, but they were not grumpy, and they meditated quietly as they were.

The next morning.

When the collector woke up, Azlona was asleep surrounded by a whirlpool of snowy tails.

Azrona is falling asleep and biting into the tail of the snow and white, but Snow and White are meditating on her eyes without looking concerned.

The collector began expanding the house within the present.

I haven't been busy since the morning, but I didn't feel comfortable creating soil magic rooms because they didn't sound so loud.

Seven days from now, there will also be a rank-up exam. You had better hurry.

The magic power has recovered to about 70%. Enough.

The Zao muttered independently that the basic structure should be the same as that of the Allerduria Mountains.

Stretch the passage from the entrance cave to the back and first make a room that hits the living room where the enclosure is placed with Don.

I just turned back into the aisle, created it as a reservoir, a toilet, and used about 10% and a half of my magic, and I go outside once.

A lukewarm breeze mixed in with a gentle breeze and the smell of a hot spring, stroking his cheek.

The morning sun made a slight appearance from the horizon, and from somewhere I heard the sounds of the Fei Dragons.

The caveman crawled up beside the cave and headed to the place where the hot springs gushed and accumulated.

Hot spring hoarding smaller than a puddle.

Expand that.

I don't know how fast Azlona would grow so I made it bigger and the hot spring was an open-air bath so the heat wouldn't pass into the cave.

From there he had scraped his mountain skin and connected it to the cave, creating another room in between, from which he was able to pass into an open-air bath outside. If I blocked the entrance and exit and crushed the other room, it would only look like mountain skin with a large spa accumulation.

- Geez! Geez!

The sound of Azlona sounded as I watched the hot springs accumulate only enough to say that it was a little too big to make it, almost a puddle at the bottom of an open-air bath.

It was like a chick calling her parents.

Magically so far, the collector turned to Azlona.

A long tail swims through the air with a wrinkle, and the snow white also looks like it's horny.

He seemed to be entertaining Azrona, who kept crying.

The collector holds Azrona with a damned grin that he could see something unusual.

Azrona stopped crying after tickling her hyena a little. Though he seems hungry and still grumpy.

But the hug relieved Azlona and Snow White somewhere.

"Come on, come on."

Yeah, I shouldn't have nibbled and seen snow and white.

- Zubaan.

The keeper's ass bounced.

A collector holding Azlona in one hand, fronting and holding her ass.

Snow White hunched his nose and went on a morning walk and hunt, as usual, as he swayed his pontificate tail.

Azrona crawls like a potato worm, ragging the head of a collector.

I'm hungry - but you want to say it.

The collector laughed bitterly that you had a lot to say, and while holding his ass, he began to heat the rest of the portable food he had left in the earthen pot with fire elves.

Although my posture remained a potato worm for a while.

In that way the last four days were in the mood for snow and white, while nurturing Azlona and even expanding the nest, we celebrated the ninety-second day of Zhu Moon, the night three days before the exam.

The collector was scheduled to get off Dragon Mountain early tomorrow morning and go to Marnova, where the promotion exam would take place. In the meantime, Azlona is set to take care of Snow White.

Snow White and Azrona are not bad friends.

Even now, under the verdant moonlight, the sawdust, the snow white and the azurona were on the hot springs.

Three days ago the hot springs had accumulated, but the water was cloudy or the edges collapsed, so the stones were cut out and lined up, and in the end the completion was today.

When the collector finished adjusting the temperature and Snow White checked the temperature properly at his toes, he jumped in first.

Hot water that floods and flows out, hot air that stands slightly on a juicy night.

Azlona should have been the first hot spring, but she twisted herself as a delight and jumped into the hot spring as she tumbled off the hand of the treasurer.

He then floated puffy in the hot spring and started swimming at the rear wing instead of his leg.

Azlona has a solid body for a long time and is now about two-handed in size.

Thank you. I found out that this seems to be the size of the Fei Long chick shortly after hatching, thanks to Snow White's push to show me by asking the Green Yin Fei Long chick without hyena, who was also starting to hatch.

Surrounded by green hyena flying dragons alongside the slack with intimidation to show off the splendid hyena, the chick was made to observe.

The Green Hyena Fei Dragons seemed quite alert to the collectors, but never tried to keep an eye on Snow White. Some individuals appeared slightly trembling.

The hyena-free Green Hyena Flying Dragon is already an objectified eye and I always have the impression of looking somewhere far away.

It's sad.

Anyway, the newborn chick I saw there was about the same size as Azlona is today.

Which means Azlona is finally at the starting point.

Cell phone food was also to be eaten, and from tomorrow, the meat that Snow White had hunted was to be chewed up and fed.

Snow White's relationship with Azlona had improved enough to do that.

I'm glad to say that I learned to treat the chicks while the snow white was slight rather than.

Snow white caught in a hot spring with a bogus and distracted look.

Azlona is stranded on the tail of the snow and white that is drifting on the surface at all costs.

It is like a sister with a distant sibling of age.

The collector lifts the Azrona once more.

What are you doing with those creepy black eyes? and Azlona looking up at the zodiac.

The collector took out a washing brush that only looked like a larger toothbrush and washed Azlona cuckoo.

Snow White is brushing thoroughly before the bath, so he didn't look like he cared that Azlona was ahead of him, and he was on the hot spring looking good.

Is it ticklish to be washed by a collector? Azlona rambling with jitter.

A collector who holds it down and washes it beautifully up to the groove of scales and scales. There is no danger because there is still no poison needle at the tail of Azlona. I don't even know if the poison needle will grow.

Something like this rubber brush happened to be found near the cave, the tree itself a shrub as resilient as rubber, made by the collector collecting the tip parts of its branches.

There is no detergent, so I just rub it with hot water, but the dirt I see falls off.

When the washing is finished, the hot springs are filled from Azlona's head.

Shake your head puffy and moisturize Azlona.

Azlona jumped into the hot springs with a jitter to escape, realizing the collector's hand had loosened.

Azlona can't fly yet.

Fei Long's chick didn't seem to be able to fly yet either, so I took it for granted.

Look at that, Snow White waking herself up from an open bath. Azlona was playing with pleasure, exposed to waves made of snow and white moving.

Snow White falls asleep in front of the treasurer, urging him to wash it now.

The collector takes out a large washing brush for snow and white, saying that it is hectic.

This was made for snow and white by bundling as many branches of rubber shrub pinkies.

A collector who washes a large body of gossip and snow and white.

Close your eyes and feel good Snow White.

It was long after the collector was able to wash his body.

Azlona was tired in her first hot spring or, occasionally, slept twirling around in the tail of a snowflake as she laid her breath called Gippu.

Snow and white slept in the grown living room, and even if the sawdust slept in large letters, there was still room.

There was a size that Azlona had no problem with when it became the size of an adult. We needed to make everything bigger than we knew how fast Azlona was growing.

And furthermore, there was even a staircase in this living room that went down to the basement. It is entirely the hobby of the collector to create a spiral staircase.

Besides that, stone sperm can be felt, and now that the strength of the structure is no longer anxious, the collectors were doing whatever they wanted to build their own home that Japan could not.

There was an enclosure in the center of the room, but there was another fireplace-like kiln at the wall, a kitchen-like place, condiments on a large shelf made, and a desk and stool along the wall or something.

It's still the same now, and always will be, to wake up in the living room with Snow White and Azrona, but there are times when Snow White is in a bad mood. At that time, beds were also made and equipped in the basement so that they could be evacuated, but there was no reason to feel comfortable sleeping there, which was basically like a dormant room in the lab.

The collector had decided to buy futons, blankets, etc. at the end of the exam.

A collector who brushes the white hair of snow and white.

Now it was already the third brush, and Snow White was sneaking up on the boat to wake up and fight the sleeper as if he was turning up brushing time.

Zucine

Sounds like when a large beast collapsed echoed through the cave, and snow and white jumped.

As if he was ashamed of not noticing at all until the sound, Snow White gave Azrona to the collector as a poi and popped out with a noisy open-air bath.

The collector also held Azlona, who was still asleep, and followed him.

All this time, the moonlight night of the Zhu was depressing.

Let the blood hunch, I don't feel good.

When I took an open-air bath, Snow White was stripping his fangs in a battlefield position and roaring.

At the end of those eyes were bones.

Exactly what would be called an undead people-shaped skeleton. One being.

And behind it was a bone of a flying dragon a turn bigger than a flying dragon, one that could also be called Bourne Wyburn.

The man-made skeleton wrapped multiple pieces of brightly colored cloth and had a rapier at the waist.

Zhu Moon floating in the night sky hung onto the rocky mountain behind the skeleton, and the skeleton beneath it lit up in a daze.

I felt an instinctive fear for something called bone.

The Green Hyena Fei Dragons, who on second thought would be attacked against the intruders, are not even overhead.

The collector clenched his nostalgia magic book with one hand, feeling a cold sweat on his back.

- I'm not hostile.

Undead never talks.

But this undead was talking.

I could afford it even in front of Snow White, it was a high voice for the price.

Snow White still doesn't de-alert.

"Like what?"

The collector managed to remain superficially calm, answering.

Skeleton's jawbones move up and down.

"I promise to wash this guy. I was just looking for the right place and I found this place."

Skeleton shook his head behind his back.

It seemed that Bournewyburn behind him opened his mouth slightly and replied to it, but he didn't emit anything that could be called a voice, only a rattling and loud bone moving noise.

"This is my house, go somewhere else."

Show skeletons what they think.

"Will you let me wash it here? Whatever it is, it's this giant, few places to wash it properly. Besides, there's a hot spring, and I want to wash it here."

"... Spirit magic can be used, can't it? Somewhere else, you can make a proper washroom."

"... I see. Don't Omae Know the Bone Race"

It is the first species to be heard.

"For the most part, I know you think it's an undead skeleton or monster (monster), but eagles are bone races. And the bone race can't use any spiritual magic."

"There will be no coverage that you are not undead, no coverage that you are not an enemy"

"You should try to bump it in the light or the Holy Spirit. That doesn't make any sense. And he seems very alert, but if he's going to kill Omae, he's attacking with or without permission."

I hate 'light' if undead and 'Holy Spirit' if monster (monster).

The Zodiac, as he put it, floated before the skeleton a harmless light sperm that wrapped the Holy Spirit around him.

I didn't want to irritate you as much as I could.

"... ho"

With that said, he touched himself with his finger on a light sperm wrapped around the Holy Spirit, a skeleton called Bone Race.

Nothing happens.

If you are undead, your fingers melt and you raise smoke, and if you are a monster (monster), you suffer from just touching the Holy Spirit. Neither of them will attempt to touch the light or the Holy Spirit themselves in the first place.

"This proved the eagle wasn't an undead or a monster."

"... if you don't tell anyone about this place and us, you can use it as you please"

The treasurer can stop by the snow and stroke his upside-down hair.

"Let's promise."

After hearing back from Bone Race, the Caveman and Snow White went back into the cave.

I can't wait to watch you jizz until you finish washing that giant.

When I came back to my living room, I was somewhat restless.

I felt like the sound of me washing Bourne Wyburn could even be heard in the cave living room.

Bone Race and Bourne Wyburn.

One of them might have been able to deal with Snow White, but it was difficult for the collector to deal with the remaining one.

Snow White did not act more than intimidate because he knew it, and allowed the collector to use an open-air bath if it was to end peacefully.

Azrona also seemed like a wild warcraft at a young age, and since I saw them, I haven't had the appearance of sleeping nervously.

How much time had passed before the bone race showed itself off the aisle.

"Help -"

The bone race became silent when he saw the room in the cave, handled by the collector.

They jammed the words into an internal structure completely unimaginable from the cave seen from the table.

But the bone race was as if nothing had happened.

Thank God. I'll keep my word.

That's what I said in different words, and I left.

The collector felt like he was bored by a fox.

Bones show up in the middle of the night, wash the bones in an open-air bath, and return thankfully.

It's a joke story.

The collector stood up and went out the aisle.

Bourne Wyburn was flying so far away that he couldn't see the people on board.

Snow White, who had been chasing the Zodiac, also stared at it with a face that seemed rarely taken aback.

A bone race-ridden sweat cools even colder in the gentle mountain breeze.

When the trembler shook his shoulder, he turned back to the cave.

At the end of the cave aisle, something was placed.

It is a sachet containing something.

I didn't notice at all when I left the cave.

Snow and white smell the humphung and stick it out to the collector.

The collector received it and looked inside.

A grain of gold. That was tightly packed.

Are you going to thank me?

The collector stared at that little bag of gold grains, saying it was something strange sometimes.

When I returned to the room, Azlona stood up for a sleep called Gippu and slept in a strange sleep phase.

He pointed in the direction where his neck was not even there, his torso was twisted, and his four wings were raised and lowered in the daze.

The collector grinned bitterly at how the hell this was going to happen, wrapped it in cloth when he lifted Azrona.

"... go to sleep"

When the collector said so, he didn't want Snow White to tell him to brush, either, and when he received Azlona loosely at his tail, he lay down in the living room with a gobble.

The caveman fell asleep with the soft belly of snow and white on his pillow as he covered the entrance of the cave with earthen magic.

Azlona is grabbed on the tail and plumped to the upside down.

I'm happy with Geegee for some reason.

The first thing that woke me up was that the collector got his usual prank and pinched the tail of the sleeping Azlona and held it up.

Tickling the Azlona that seemed fun, I was reminded that it was a strange night yesterday.

I came to this world and felt like it was the most incredible night.

sleigh and snow white rise.

Snow White sees the keeper with the frightened eye of doing something stupid again.

The collector puts Azrona on the head of the snow white.

"One day on the move, four days on the exam, one day on the way home, well I think I'll be back in eight days to spare. In the meantime, ask for Azlona. Ask Azlona about Snow White."

When the collector said so, Snow White roared small in the back of his throat, and Azrona also figured it out - sounded geeky, as though.

The collector was fully equipped and held up a cloth bag, a food backpack, that stuck in the material sold there during this time and the newly obtained material.

The seasoning was in a shelf made, and most of the meat was in a reservoir frozen with ice sperm.

The collector gently scratched the back of Snow White's ear, tickling Azlona's throat.

Giggly delightful Azrona.

Snow and white didn't seem to be full either.

So the keeper was dropped off by the two of them, and went down the dragon mountain, where the sun could not rise, and the morning mist could set in.

Dragon Mountain is easier to get down as a collector.

What a steep mountain with cliffs and walls. We just had to strengthen it and jump and move on, so it was easier than going out of our way to bypass it or climb the extinct wall with soil sperm magic, and above all, faster.

Before the sun climbed directly above it, it reached the foothills of Dragon Mountain, from which it magically diluted the signs through the forest, from which it strengthened and continued to run.

Along the way, I was negotiating with a Warcraft car that was running towards Marnova to get me in.

By the time the sun had fallen and the pleasure district had become busy, the collectors had arrived in Marnova.

The collector dives straight into the gate and heads to the association. The gates of Marnova were open until late because it was a large harbour town.

Not across the day, but not many hunters come to the association late this evening.

I didn't even have to line up at the reception.

"Ninety-five day promotion exam, can you take it"

A female employee of white race confirms something on hand.

"It's possible. Tags, please."

The collector takes out the tag and gives it to him.

"... you also meet the conditions. Then please join us from the course that will take place in this association on the 95th of Zhu Moon. Please note that attending this course is also a condition for promotion.

And he wants to talk to you from the branch manager, so please come to the association tomorrow morning. Is the time okay?

The collector nodded around, wondering if it was about the fans who had set up the duel.

"No problem. Then, if requested, order it properly and buy the rest out. I need an order and a purchase order."

Thus, the collector placed a cloth bag on the reception counter containing the warcraft material he had and the material of the lower layer of Dragon Mountain.

Of course, the skin of the black horse (Phonescallo), which was the subject of the last unsure negotiation, is excluded.

"Wow, I get it. One moment, please."

A female employee who takes a heavy cloth bag and takes it in the back.

The number of requests accomplished, including salting, was less than five or five thousand ruts, but when the association bought the remaining materials, it was about ten thousand ruts. The difficulty of the material is not high, but there seems to have been some rare material around here because it has traveled northward from the Kingdom of Rattana. It would be a little more expensive if the Chamber of Commerce bought it off, but it was a hassle, and I don't need to stick to gold that much. Selling in an association can also be a modest, albeit a contribution to the association.

I decided not to sell the gold grains I got from the bone race, but to keep them as an emergency. There may be areas where banknotes don't work.

All the rewards were in the account, and the collector left the association behind.

I took a proper inn and haven't slept in bed that day in a long time.

The next morning, the collector was already in the association.

I wanted to run some errands.

Through the lobby surrounded by morning hustle and bustle, it is passed to the branch manager's office.

The branch manager of the body, which seems to work even though he is still active, invites the collector to the couch and heads over.

And the branch manager was heavy and opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry I called you in. The business is about that duel.

In conclusion, that girl will be deposited with Mr. Joseph.

… there are no public penalties "