Disciple of Immortal

"I don't feel comfortable inviting humans in, but I can't help it."

Renaele sighs in small arms in front of the fabric hut at the base.

"... thank you so much, Master"

"You don't have to feel comfortable. If you look at it from me, it's like a bug like a human being. It seems like a little fly is in the way, that's all."

Renaele wraps around the entrance book, saying so, and annoys his expression.

Then he looked at me with his ass, but when he looked at me, he missed his face.

"What's up?

When I asked, Renaele turned to me and openly hid the door behind her back.

"... okay? Wait there for a moment. Never move."

"... Master?

Renaele walked into the cabin.

I can hear butterflies and loud noises from inside.

What, what are you doing?

Something even heard a loud burst.

Wouldn't this be something genuinely odd?

Don't move, they say...

"Oh, uh, are you okay, Master"

... I tried to speak up, but never heard back.

There was also loneliness away from the comforting Lunaere in this maze full of monsters, which made me so anxious.

Just a little bit, I tried to keep my eyes close between the books.

This would not fall within the scope of moving from here.

... Well, it's just an excuse.

... Renaele was pushing some kind of bone into a crate shaped monster with fangs and thick books scattered all over the room.

Is that chest like a demon turned into something, like the wall with my mouth that I was attacked by?

It was edged with gold, with jewels for decoration, and had a brilliant appearance.

"Mo, mo, food Bellarena......"

"Don't stick around and push it in. We can't keep our guests waiting any longer."

Renaele is pushing things into a crying chest.

The crate isn't that big, but apparently there's more to it than it looks.

It may have the same power as Renaele's magic, Dimension Pocket, which he used.

... or shouldn't I treat you that way?

Crates look painful for a long time.

…………

Apparently, he was cleaning.

Two other large human-like earthly shapes with no neck were polishing the interior at best with a rag.

Me, I'm making you care so much!

What was it that said that humans only think about the little flies?

Turn your eyes to the interior of the room.

Whether it was like a magic study or a hobby, there were many like ornaments with skeletons.

"Duh, what shall we do? There is only one bed. It would be odd air for me to sleep on the floor, and that doesn't mean I'm just gonna have that kid sleep on the floor. In this case, what is it natural to do?

"Me, Sonnakoto Word Waretemo... Crate Dashi..."

"So you've come a long way. If you're a mimic, you should be familiar with human psychology."

Ri, we're having an irrational fight.

"Sleeping with Ni Leva?

"Then don't say anything stupid! I'll knock you down!

I could see Renaele shaking her arms wide as she turned bright red in her face.

The magic formation unfolds.

"O, fallen Ite lord!

"Space-Time Magic, 19th Floor," Ultra-Gravity Bomb (Graviburn) … "

My unloaded fingertips pointed at the chest.

At that time two large earthly shapes threw away the rag and held Lunaere in for two.

"Let go! Let go of me!

"Sole fly basitara, oredo koroka, kono hut blow fly njau! Dressed Ite Lord!

Oh, was that so bad magic? What's that?

"First Meteno visitor de dancing i upper gatterno hawa karkedo, lord ha immortal dashi, weina expect hashinai way ga...... a"

The chest and my eyes met.

Precisely because the crate doesn't have eyes, I felt we recognized each other at that moment anyway.

I bowed my head small and gently stepped away from the door.

... let's just say we didn't see anything.

Then about enough later, Renaele came out of the cabin with no expression as if nothing had happened.

Good at fixing it.

"In my cabin, humans had a poisonous temper. I was removing that a little bit. I don't care if you die, but it's annoying if you die in a cabin."

"I see, thank you..."

The stuffing is sweet.

Were you going to justify what the doozy noise was in there?

Whatever, you wouldn't have had to peek, you'd have heard screams.

"Okay, go inside"

"Duh, thank you, excuse me..."

Trying to get inside following Renaele, she solidified again in front of the door and blocked me.

"Oh, wait, I'm nervous... Oh, no, I'm not..."

"I see. I kind of figured it out, so I'll give you a minute."

... They let in humans for the first time, so maybe they're not ready for the mind.

Why do you do this, too, in a strange way?

I think it's easier to be honest with each other.

I honestly already know that I don't really hate humans.

Then, when I went inside, it was totally prettier than when I peeked.

Or it's getting too pretty.

You thought I'd be scared. All the decorations in the garment have been removed, and the bed has disappeared like it hasn't been in the first place.

Looks like the crate was already the limit, but was it packed further on that one?

Apparently, after that, he went out to a different dimensional solution, thinking that it wouldn't be awkward without a bed or something from the start.

So, I see, did it happen?

I wish you would use it normally...

Both the two golems and the treasure chest are quietly seated in the back just to say they are figurines.

... If you have a chest, I think you have a good eye for me...

"Were you surprised by the killing landscape? When you get rich, you lose your sensibility."

"I see..."

While planting flowers and making cat stone statues, such lies often came out.

Or I want you to live normal already because I feel really bad.

Should I tell him well from me?

As I stared at the chest, I exposed my fangs slightly as if the chest appealed to me.

...... Lunaere stared at me and I was softly hiding my fangs.

Oh, he's pretty cute......