Disciple of Immortal

I rented a conference room in the Wand of Magic and Silver, and I was facing Cotone one-on-one at the end of the long desk.

The walls are decorated with picturesque paintings, and the case is decorated with pots and gems.

A large, well-carved wooden chair was placed in the center of the long desk.

Maybe it's for Chief Officer Gannett.

But did I need to rent a room like this?

How uncomfortable because there are two of us in the corner of a large room.

Around making it easy to rent a room like this, is that something like an S-class adventurer?

I was waiting to see if I was going to cut anything out of Cotone, but I would never open my mouth with my arms together.

What, is something being tried?

With her usual cold eyes, she stared at me like she deserved it.

Maybe it's a skill in the "Status Check" system.

Maybe he's going to buy some time and set up something with the Pomeras in the meantime.

Looks like we should just talk from here.

"... Aren't you glad you didn't have to use a room like this?

I turn to the wall.

The magic formation is engraved in a distorted pattern.

I'm guessing there's only one conference room in "Mithril's Wand," where they're being spied on.

But is that all?

If the walls themselves were fortified, they wouldn't leak outside if there was a fight inside, it might work that way.

My question was intended to explore whether Cotone was putting the battle into perspective.

…………

Cotone is often silent.

Meanwhile, I don't move one eyebrow.

The poker face is more than Renaele.

Minutes are bad in the rush.

"It is Gannett's men who have taken the initiative to recommend this place. Gannett wants to lend me a little."

That's what Cotone says.

"... I see"

I often get that impression from Gannett, too.

I guess the same attitude towards Cotone, an S-class adventurer.

If you think about it that way, the muscles are through.

"I don't want to divulge my story outside, either."

"Can I ask you to get down to business? They were looking into me, weren't they? I knew you were the same metastasizer, so what do you care?

"I appreciate the quick talk. I have something important to tell you in that relationship."

With metastatic entanglement, an important story......?

The appearance of the niarotop crossed my mind.

They seemed to be interfering with us in some way.

Maybe we have something to talk about in that relationship.

For example, I can snort that I am thoroughly paying for people.

If it was a cross-world metastasis entanglement, Cotone might not have come out with the intent of conflict either.

I hear Cotone is a human hater.

Still, you've been trying to make contact with me, so I guess you've decided it's a problem you can't handle on your own.

"How long have you been here?

"It's still shallow. Probably quite a bit compared to Mr. Cotone. What does that have to do with anything?

"Yes, I knew it..."

When Cotone said so, he closed his eyes and put his arms together, often silent.

Seemed to be lost on something.

Rather than talking or not, he seems worried about how to cut it out.

Kick open your eyes to see if there's an answer in Cotone.

The expression is thin, but unlike previous cold eyes, it was feverish.

"... comic book magazine, you know the steps?

"Yes......?

I ask Cotone back with my neck tilted by accident.

I know comic book magazine steps.

It is a magazine published in weekly magazines and features a series of comics featuring boys in key layers, including Battle Comics and Love Comics.

However, it is the most popular comic book magazine in Japan for young and old alike.

"Uh, I know, but what is it..."

Cotone made a clenching fist and slapped him on the desk, glancing at him and bringing his face closer.

I felt myself in danger and stood on my arms.

"What about BERUTO?

It's the title of a comic book.

In a near-futuristic world, this is the story of an apprentice ninja belt fighting and becoming for the country with his peers.

"... or done. About a year ago."

Cotone leaned further forward and extended his arm, grabbing my shoulder disappointingly.

I couldn't help but say, "Hih!" and a scream leaked.

I had the impression that he was a faceless, cold person, but what drives this guy so far.

"... tell me. I've been here three years."

"Yes......?

… Then, nearly four hours later, a comic book conversation began using the conference room of The Wand of Demonic Silver (Mithril).

How did this happen?

Cotone's description of the unreadable BERUTO major muscle was about half an hour, but it never released after that.

He was asked in detail, then moved on to nature and his favorite character conversation, and was eventually overheard discussing it unilaterally for some reason.

I looked at the clock.

Maybe it's time for Pomera to be seriously worried.

I didn't think you were going to talk four hours from that stream.

I didn't think so either.

"I wanted to read to the end......"

Cotone has a missing face, sadly so zero, and keeps his back in the chair.

... But was this guy, someone who felt like this?

I didn't think the person rating Rosmond talked to me about for so long wouldn't count so brilliantly.

No, not because of Rosmond, but because Cotone's front and back are too intense, I guess.

Until today, I also decided on my own that I was a cool and ruthless person because of my appearance.

"Well... there is no comic book culture in this world. I'm sorry to hear that too."

When I said with a laugh, Cotone made Gabba and his body jump and lean forward.

"Too bad?"

"What?"

"You don't have comics, too bad?

"As, well, yes"

I had some fear of Cotone's momentum and answered vaguely.

"... Actually, I'm drawing"

Cotone pinched the cough, showed a slight hesitant bare gesture, then blushed and said so.

"Ah, comics, is it?"

"If not, I'll spread the word"

One, strong......

Could this man have been half-retired of the adventurer business because of that?

"The... not at all, really good at painting yet either. But... if only you..."

"I'd love to. Looking forward to it."

When I laughed, Cotone broke his license, too.

I also promised to borrow the conference room of "Mithril's Wand" to talk, and today I decided to dissolve it.

Certainly comic book talks aren't going to do a bit in front of the inhabitants of this world.

Looks like Cotone is going to present comics in this world one day, but he wanted to hide them until he felt confident.

The meeting room of the Magic Silver (Mithril) Cane, which you don't have to worry about spreading outside, may be just fine.

I didn't expect it to be this long, and although it was a lot of surprises, I also enjoyed being able to talk about the original world for a long time.

I didn't think anyone would show up over here who could talk about comic book magazine steps.

"I'm not really going to explore it, but do you have God Bless (Gift Skills) from Nialotope?

That's what Cotone's been asking me as I put the chair back.

I laughed a little bitterly, wondering if it was a topic that should have come up before comic book rigging.

"... Actually, I think I've spoiled their mood, and I didn't get anything"

Cotone slightly avoids the brow butt.

"Yes... that's what happened. So when the spider monster appeared in Manarak, you weren't alone."

Cotone nods as small as he did at the point.

"No, that's not what..."

"It sounds like you already have two comforting people, but if you have any problems, you don't mind relying on me. I remember it in my arms too, though not to that unusual child who uses his powers. Help as a hometown"

Cotone seemed to have noticed Filia.

Trouble, money problems crossed my mind for a moment when I was told, but I shook my head and threw the idea away.

If you're an S-class adventurer, you'll be able to afford money, but that mindset is just not good.

He might buy the item if he asks, but at this rate, Cotone didn't seem to need much more expensive items either.

I'd still rather ask Gannett than have him take it from me.

"Thank you. I'll give you a hand if there's anything I can do to help. Let's help each other, metastasizers."