Din no Monshou (WN)

A rugged mountain I've never set foot in.

From the results, it took half a day to get down the mountain.

I thought you'd kill me first.

Even though he is undoubtedly a seven-year-old.

What kind of impotence is that?

When I got home in the evening, Shadyberga ran over worried.

He even preached for an hour about where he was going.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I honestly reflect.

Though I never told you that I met the elf.

Let me keep it to myself that I've made friends.

A few days after the incident, Walkins also returned.

The nightmare disappeared and the days as usual returned.

By the way, I'm talking about a wounded bandit.

They were treated with force by Walkins' hand.

When I say what's powerful, it's me.

For a while there was an uninterrupted scream of the disconnect from inside the mansion.

I asked Walkins what he did later.

She has answered with a smile.

"Dear Regis, would you like to hear more about it?

"Oh."

"Really?"

"Oh, oh."

"Are you sure?

"... ooh, ooh"

"Don't you regret it? Then let me tell you something.

Let's start with all the meat. "

"Sorry, I'm gonna stop."

I slid away from Walkins.

It was a waste of time that outweighed God.

What a heck.

But I don't like horrors and groceries.

I'm the one who died saying your presence was gross.

Sexuality that favors flesh is too high for boulders.

I was afraid by the time it was ruinous to ask to the end.

But the people who were being treated...

My magic wounds and burns were healing by the time I was done.

I wonder what means were used.

By the way, the bandits are sequentially from the recovered guy,

He was to be sent to the court in Wang Du.

Broiled over here, judged over there.

No matter how much I ate, I swore I wouldn't just bandits.

◆ ◆ ◆

A few days after total captivity of the thieves who have broken into the village.

The wounds I sustained with magic healed, and I completely regained my strength.

I'm working on the basics.

Behind the mansion, he fell asleep surrounded by raucous sunshine.

One person can train to raise the foundation of magic and the total amount of magic.

It's easy what you're doing.

Imagine even the ideal magic and build the pose in your head.

Of course I imagine.

But if we keep doing this, the magical aptitude will gradually increase.

This will lead to an increase in the total amount of magic. It's not efficient though.

Whatever it is, it would mean a genuine effort.

In my head, star magic blows up the castle with one blow.

Creative magic is swirling that imparts green grace to the barren earth.

There's no way I can do this in my personal hands.

I am free for my delusions.

But I feel like trying that magic for once.

I can't do this right now.

"... ha, nice weather"

I'll say something like a window hiccup in retirement.

A few days when I had a lot of panic.

That makes this time seem very happy to me.

As I stretched out my thoughtful feathers, I discovered a shadow far beyond.

Walkins.

What are you doing?

Near the entrance to the mansion, communicating with something.

"... Is that a bird?

After careful observation, it is like a giant bird.

Somehow, it's not the right size.

If I spread both wings, it's going to be three meters.

The feathers shine in seven colors, giving a fantastic atmosphere.

The mouth is unusual and sharp, and seems strong as a bird beast.

Such a strange bird figure goes hand in hand with Walkins, who is with you.

It also seemed like a beautiful painting.

Walkins takes the money out of his nostalgia and makes it stick in his bird's mouth.

Then a strange bird spit something out of his mouth.

Walkins, who has missed it,

Crawl through the gate as if nothing had happened.

The face was filled with a quiet smile.

Did something good happen?

Walkins going back to the mansion.

The giant bird flew away as it was.

What was the trading scene?

I was peeking through my back and it didn't look good.

Well, it's none of my business.

When I was convinced by myself, I felt a cold feeling in my neck.

Wipe with your fingers and look up at the sky.

"... it's raining."

And pretty strong.

From afar, it also makes the sound of thunder.

Until just now it was a beautiful day.

The clouds are getting suspicious.

I don't like the cold water pouring down my head.

If I'm rolling here, I could catch a cold.

Hurry back to the mansion.

I've done enough image practice.

Let's get this far today.

Go upstairs and go to the living room.

I thought I'd ask Shadyberga where the cloth wipes his head.

But there was no Shady Berga there.

Always this time, I'm supposed to be in the living room doing my affairs.

Heading to the library with some doubts.

Open the repaired door and peek inside.

That's when I heard the man's damp laugh.

It feels like I can't stop laughing.

"... ok, now you shouldn't find it"

Apparently the Lord of the Voice was Shadyberga.

I wonder what you're doing in a place like this.

Shadyberga was in the middle of putting a plate on the wall and painting it.

Kosokoso and the work of sneaking eyes.

The suspicion meter is shaking off.

I approach Shady Berga with my legs unplugged.

And I put my hand on his shoulder in anticipation of the timing.

"Hey, Dad."

- The moment I put my hand down, there was a thunderbolt outside.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Shadyberga makes a hell of a scream.

In response to that voice, my shoulder jumped with a bicum.

Don't be surprised.

You're the victim of the fire sass killing.

I'm surprised you called.

Blue like the end of the world.

What is a ghost?

Shadyberga came in. When he found out that the person was me,

I stroked my chest down like I was relieved.

And take a deep sigh.

"What, Regis..."

"You're not 'what'. What are you doing?"

"Yes, no. Give me a little stash."

Plates that Shady Berga is absolutely applying.

I'm almost done painting it, so it just looks like a wall.

However, there was a slight gap and I felt a little uncomfortable.

Apparently, they have storage space inside.

This board looks like a hidden door.

"Hmm, you're just hiding the collection"

"Shh, don't tell Sefina or Walkins.

If they burn you again, they won't fight you. "

"Don't take all that crap and keep collecting it."

"Because it's my life and my hobby. I have no choice."

No, he said he lived to collect personal books.

I can't write a composition for elementary school anymore.

If he says, "Write about your father," he's going into the persecution route.

Well, I'm not going to say anything about hobbies.

I had a little something in my last life, too.

"But can you deceive Walkins' eyes with a trick like this?

"Don't worry. Look at this."

Pushing up the plate exposes the space inside.

There's a glossy book - not

It was a book with recommendations for women's clothing.

They are flat stacked and laid on one side.

"What the hell. You didn't hide it here after all."

"You'd think so. But I'm actually letting an important book get away here."

Ahem, and a chest stretching shady berga.

Apparently, there's still a trick to this.

Even if you stare carefully in the back, you don't know anything.

But what if I were Shady Berga?

If my family finds me, I'll end my life with a book.

What if I kept it a secret?

I counted it backwards from there and derived the answer.

"Oh, double doors."

"Ugh... looks like Regis will see us through.

I'm getting worried I'll get through it. "

"No, I think it's okay.

From a woman's point of view, it just seems like a womenswear lover pervert "

"Well, you're not dignified either."

I'm going to point it out calmly.

But even though you make double doors well because of it.

I think this is enough for camouflage though.

Instead, if you're weirdly blocking it with a board, it looks extra suspicious.

"I feel doubtful because of this board.

Besides, what's inside is a book on women's clothing that doesn't change philosophy.

Isn't that what you think is suspicious?

"Yeah. Making you think it's suspicious. That's what I'm after."

"Saying?

"What does Regis think about me hiding this womenswear book?

"Pervert."

"No, other than that..."

Shadyberga drops his shoulder disappointingly.

You selfish bastard.

I can't help it, I'll take it seriously, too.

Right.

Here's a quick summary of what's going on.

My wife beloved is hiding and I have an introduction book to women's clothing.

When a third party discovers this, it comes first with a pin….

- Oh, it's a present.

"Correct. On Sefina and Walkins' next birthday,

I'm trying to give you something to wear. You're both doing your best. "

Wow. You're gonna do something small.

But I'm sad that the lack of eye loss has finally come to light.

"That's a special triumph, though.

Are you looking to cover up collections in parallel? "

"In fact, it's embarrassing to be able to see where you're choosing.

At first, this board was put on purely to hide women's clothing books. "

I see. But it does work.

If you just saw this at first sight,

It would look like a naïve youth bookcase sorting out gifts.

You mean a brilliant camouflage that took suspicion backwards?

Besides, it's hard to have people's eyes when sorting clothes for someone.

Trying to change into a pretty girl figure,

It's just as embarrassing for my sister to see me choosing clothes with covetousness.

It's self-evident who you mean.

You wanted to die then.

"Well, how many books does my father have like that?

"Mm-hmm. 'Cause I keep a lot of stuff with friends and stuff.

If I put it all back on hand, I guess I'll have about 80 books. "

"Not yet... that's a normal realm.

But I've never seen you buy books. "

"Heh, I guess so. Because I have invincible connections."

Connections.

Is there such a thing in Shadyberga?

Damn, I thought you were the only one like me.

I feel betrayed.

But I have about a friend.

There's only one of us, you coward.

Praise, praise, praise.

People call me cereal crushing.

"Are even book importers acquainted?"

"It's a shame. It's old familiarity,

There's a guy walking around the continent endlessly.

Sometimes he buys out of print books from the Empire. "

That's amazing.

of the hostile countries, and will they come with all the hard-to-get goods?

You had a lot of good pedestrians in the kingdom, too.

How did you get to know such a person?

"She's a pedestrian, but she's a magician.

I hear you work in Wangdu in your spare time.

I guess he was active in research.

He said he couldn't do it without a budget and a back shield. "

"Do you do business in your spare time"

"Well, that's the kind of strange guy he is."

Shady Berga clouding words.

But even if I had a friend who would sell me a hobby book.

I've never seen anyone like that before.

That's what I think, Shadyberga groaned in dissatisfaction.

"... I'm still asking for one today. It's hard to get a demon."

"The demon of use?

"Oh. Because she's busy.

Always use magically enhanced beasts when delivering goods. "

I see, that's how you were dealing.

That's another amazing piece of technology.

Speaking of which, it was in the magic book I read earlier.

Magic that covenants and serves the hand-minded demons and beasts.

Are you using that for business as a pedestrian?

That's a pretty good one.

"Well, you want to read that much."

"Regis will know when he grows up, too.

When you're upset, if you're not dependent on something, you're broken. "

Phew, and Shadyberga have distant eyes.

No, I get it.

Because even I used to buy adult books when I was in high school.

I wonder when that happened.

You were wearing a suit and waxing your hair so you wouldn't look under eighteen.

So I went to the bookstore and I bought it while I was running my eyes blood.

But my behavior after I bought it was too suspicious.

I was about to be questioned by the police on my way home.

That's when you fled for fear of being coached.

I got caught, though.

The police are fast. I'm not halfway there.

You were thought to be quite a murderer, and you were held up on a tackle.

I beat up the book with that bounce and ended up being coached.

A passerby woman looked at me like garbage.

Even when my parents contacted me, it was hard not to pick me up.

Where is a high school student who gets strict attention after being handed over to his sister?

That's still traumatic.

"... hmm. Too late. I wonder if the user demon even had an accident somewhere."

Shadyberga seems worried nagging.

Speaking of which - I remember the sight I saw earlier.

At that moment, there was an unpleasant sweat on my back.

No, calm down.

If that's the case, it's none of my business.

Instead, don't just take it.

We need to get out of here now.

Please, be worried.

"Hey dad. Could that user-demon be a big bird?

"Yes, you do. You know very well."

"Would you carry seven colored feathers and have a sharp mouth?

"Yes, yes. She likes it the most. She looks like a demon.

They talk about all kinds of charms.

- I mean, I'm friends with him. "

Huh, Shadyberga grins nostalgically.

Ignoring him like that, I was trying to get out at full speed.

To a sudden oddity, he tilts his neck.

"Duh, what's wrong, Regis?"

"Run away"

"To, from what?

"We're finding out, how to trade that.

Walkins was receiving the product earlier. "

"Hey, what!?

Shadyberga wolves.

Where's Lori? You are.

Watch me escape, and he'll try to get away in a hurry, too.

The paint leftovers were concealed in an instant, the paint was thrown away and the escape was measured through the window.

Come on, get out of the door normally.

The moment I groaned so inside, the window opened with tremendous momentum.

Shadyberga didn't open it.

In the evidence, a person came in through the window.

"That, Master Shadyberga.

What are you doing in a place like this?

"Wow, Walkins!?

No, what are you doing?

This is upstairs.

In Walkins' appearance, Shadyberga slipped his hips.

There's also a lightning production of thunder, and her appearance looks horrible.

Shadyberga hurried back and tried to escape from Walkins.

Seeing that reaction, Walkins looks sorry.

"That, you're going somewhere.

I wanted to crush your spare time, but I'm sorry.

If so, would you excuse your wife's room and even read "

That's what Walkins put out of his nostalgia.

It was a nice piece that seemed to catch on to the decree.

Shady Berga's face catches on to the grand.

"Hey, why does Walkins have it!?

"I also wondered if it would annoy Master Shadyberga's hands.

Instead, I took it. "

"I asked you not to give it to anyone but me..."

"I got paid by the Magic Society before this.

So I made the cash on delivery.

If I paid twice as much, I'd get it, wouldn't I?

"Oh, that traitor. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Apparently, the pedestrian is more cynical to gold than I thought.

Earlier, Shadyberga, 'I don't know, I'm friends with him',

I was confident that you cared.

How about a friendship that breaks with money?

Well, I guess I'm just a jerk if I try from a friend.

But the mines the flirtatious attracted were huge.

It's a crisis of life at once.

Shadyberga was pleading with unusual momentum.

"Please! Keep your mouth shut for Sefina!

"What are you talking about? Do you think I would do something inconvenient to my employer?

"... Wow, Walkins"

Jin, and Shadyberga are thrilled.

In his eyes now, I guess Walkins looks like an angel.

Well, Walkins is usually cute.

I can't help but see it wrong by an angel.

I thought you could only see contact with a bird in the fantasy world.

"Thank you. You can trust me, you're all right?

Shadyberga grabs his hand and says thank you.

But unfortunately, Walkins' 'employer' is Sefina, isn't it?

Towards Shady Berga, who was in a state of horror, she confidently ran out of words.

"It's okay. As a hyper servant,

I have kept Sefina, my employer, well informed. "

"I wish I was okay. Awwwwww!

Shadiberga is taken with or without.

Resisting, Walkins dragged me out of the library.

Typhoon passing or after the storm?

Woe to you.

Go home alive.

Outside the window, by the way, it was completely clear at some point.

That dark cloud implied the future of Shadyberga.

I smile bitterly and sit in a quiet library chair.

I hung a blanket and slowly meditated my eyes.

I'm a little tired because of my training.

Let me take plenty of naps.

"Ha. Kill him! Kill him!"

A pitiful man's voice echoes from downstairs.

I slowly let go of consciousness, lullabing it.