Heavy labor is also a good place. I was a little sweet about the lack of life in the red leaves.
Clothes and underwear are taken off in hallways and living rooms and piled up like mountains - at least throw them in the bathroom!
You forgot to dump it in the hallway. Missed trash bags overlap like mountains, like garbage dumps - dump it outside as properly as you can!
The sink in the kitchen is filled with mold-grown dishes - wash them if you use them!
There are no private homes nearby. There are no complaints even if there is some noise. You don't have to worry about the red leaves, etc. that caused this tragedy. Let me clean it thoroughly.
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It's five o'clock, five o'clock in the morning. In the end, it took me all night.
Garbage from all over the mansion was grouped in one place in the garden outside. It's too much, so I'm going to talk to Kaliu.
Then for an hour, I double-checked my current situation.
First, about magic and skills. Works almost fine. The only exception is that the magic and skills of the subpoena system, beginning with [End Summoning], are no longer available. Ars supposedly banned the double summons as a rule.
For some reason, I was unable to make contact with Shijin God. In common sense, it should be seen as the work of Ars, but that evil reverse skill is one that flattens me into the bottom of the valley if it's to encourage growth. I can think of enough participation in this game to be on his hands. Now we should think of it as a quinquennial.
Next up is about [God Emperor's Ring] and Ruin.
There was no obstacle to the manifestation of Ruin. Apparently there are no obstacles to my personal combat. [M]
However, as expected, [God Emperor's Ring] had rendered all functions other than analytical and translation functions unusable. In other words, I don't think it's a good idea to start with an infinite storage toolbox (item box), a return transfer, etc.
Plus, the card Ars gave me contained the world's settings and detailed rules for this game. It's called a game manual. I decided to look through the details of the rules this evening, and only the world setting will use this time to read them.
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(That bastard!!!
Stormy fierce anger has struck me many times every time I read the settings of this world.
A demon who was the outside enemy of the world and caused a bloody Christmas that killed 100 million people - this is a pack of retro cartoons called Demon Herald, popular in the early twentieth century.
And ghosts are terribly similar to the setting of Ghost Cut Maru Warfare, a popular game in the early twentieth century. In retrospect, that electro-optical bulletin board is also very similar to what the protagonist used to summon the ceremonial god.
The Ars guy, more importantly, would have created a creature that killed nearly 100 million people for his own entertainment and released it to the world. I was right. [M] He's an evil to the world, an enemy to exterminate. Now I'm nothing but a pawn swimming in the palms of Ars. [M] But a little more, I'll make sure he clears himself of the sins he's committed.
It was 6: 30. Time to make breakfast.
There was bread, eggs and butter in the fridge that wasn't molded yet, so I make toast and eyeball grills. Add instant coffee to this and make breakfast. Too long past primitive breakfast, but this isn't a bad idea.
At seven o'clock, Kaliu (Kakaku) and Yoshiji visited as declared, so I will pass them to the living room.
Kaliu had her eyes blackened and white about how surprised she was initially at the change in the mansion overnight, but she immediately grinned badly and grumbled. Kaliu's appearance reminds me of Shijin God (Funny) in his mastery, and something cold runs on his spine. By the way, the garbage piled up outside the house was safe and was to be disposed of by Kaliu (Kalaku).
When it was seven o'clock, there were signs that the red leaves were awake and the legs were carried to the washroom. Bake the bread for the red leaves in a toaster and place the baked eyeball grill in the seat where she was sitting yesterday. I can make instant coffee later.
Screaming in the stripper. Then the sound of running down the hallway.
He jumped into the living room with great momentum in his underwear, pointing at me and moving his mouth with a puckering red leaf. Did you even escape reality that what happened yesterday was a dream or are you simply sleeping down?
(This guy) You know what you're dressed like right now?
It looks like Zhuhua. Honestly, I don't want to see the ugliness of this hand.
(... again. Again, I...)
"You..."
Red leaves that pull my cheeks and still can't take my gaze off me.
"Breakfast is ready. Your grandfather's here, and you wash your face and get dressed first."
"Fuck!!
Anger, or out of shame. Fire your face like fire and shut the living room door ramblingly.
After enough, the red leaves dressed in the uniform pack the bread into his mouth when he sits in his seat, swallowing the eyeball grill and clogging it down his throat.
When I offered him coffee, he stared at me with an amazing face. They hated me perfectly. Drink a cup of coffee for it and run upstairs. Hungry or this guy (this guy)...
"Sorry, Wright"
Even if they apologize with a voice color that doesn't have the feeling that you're sorry for a millimeter like that. Ning Ro, it is joy to be everywhere from this man.
"So what can I do for you?
I'm the one who did not call you when Red Leaf left the living room.
"Good Governance"
"Ha! Master Wright, have this"
Yoshiji gives me a smartphone, three uniforms, three cards, a ledger, and a key before me.
"An apology from Non. Make sure you take it."
Apologize. He's a white old man. I'm sure that's not all this looks like.
First a bank ledger, a form with a card and PIN number. The amount in the ledger was about two digits different from my expectations. It was about 100 million yen. What kind of money do you expect me to get out of the world? [M] I don't have the means to make money in this world. I've never done it before.
The next would be a change in residence cards, residence permits. This Mitsuhito seems rather unscrupulous. I didn't think you'd officially create a presence called me.
There is no reading in this world. Beyond the second rule, 'The summoned (you) must strive not to be enlightened by the summoner of his own power', the means were imperative to contact the red leaves. This smartphone honestly helps.
Last but not least are student cards and three uniforms, and maybe the keys to this mansion.
"You want me to go to that school?
"Goodbye."
There are indeed red leaves in the school. The Magic of the Red Leaves is high enough to be equivalent to Level 30, but still the other values are only those of Levels 4-5, and if it was also in the demonic assault, it would be instant death without me. I need to be in school. [M] But in order for me to exist in school, I have to be more of a school official than I am a human being. That's why I was going to work for you as a clerk. This Kalaku Mitsuhito seems to have a wide face.
I don't like the atmosphere at that school. It was terribly similar to Meijin High School. I'm not as perverted as I like to get close to trash. [M] But the situation is the one. At this time, I don't care about my emotions, and students are easier to protect the red leaves.
"I acknowledge. It's more convenient for me, too. But the last key, it belongs to this mansion, right? Is it okay if I live with Mr. Red Leaf?
"I don't mind, I don't mind. Red leaves owe Non. Life with Wright makes you accept anything."
Maybe the red leaves don't like me, but they don't refuse to let me live in this house. If you refuse, you won't apologize yesterday from the edge, and you owe me a debt.
But she and I are partners in the Devil's Crusade, so to speak, the Destiny Community. Minimum trust with her is a must. Hopefully, I'll get her explicit and tacit understanding before I get the keys.
"Copy that. But the key will depend on Mr. Red Leaf's approval."
Kaliu nods and opens his mouth.
"Then again, Lord's power, is it possible for the public to hide it?
Do you want to hide my power? I can think of more than one reason, but I'm still not familiar with these people. Inadvertent predictions are only harmful.
Besides, there are two of the rules of Ars - the summoned (you) must strive not to let the summoner understand his power. Not necessarily saying no poorly and not contradicting Rule 2. I don't have a choice not to take it.
"I have no objection to that."
"Right, right, yeah, yeah. Then I'll see the principal and the teachers soon."
I wonder how happy I am with this response. When I narrow my eyes, the tension gets high and when I get up, I head to the front door, Kazaku.
When Yoshiji exhaled a small sigh, he reached the door of the living room and led me to the car.