Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core (Book Version Title: A Different World Dungeon Made with the Devil)

The matching outfits arrived safely, and it was Haku and Shuku who started serving Kate in a visual appearance, but soon realized that this was a heavier labor than I had imagined. Somehow, the number of servants is low for the size of the mansion - or except for the two, there are only two cooks and a garden number. Not to mention cleaning and laundry, but even buying it out, it was like the kites were hand-in-hand (Arisama).

No matter how unknown the pet frame was, I know exactly how unusual this is. And I can also understand that a servant added in this situation is a valuable workforce, even if he is eight years old. As much as I want to borrow a cat's hand, it's not an exaggeration, at least emotionally.

"Haku, I'm sorry, but I need you to wipe the hallway window."

"Shuk, put the fire in the fireplace. Oh, no, you were losing firewood. Get me out of the firewood shed."

"Haku, when the windows are finished, just sweep the hallway."

Shuk, can you take in the dried sheets?

I get a break in due course, but I'm busy enough to turn my eyes. Even if it wasn't the workload of the two kids, I wonder what they were doing before they got here, but I don't even have time to think about that.

"Shuk ~"

"Haku ~"

"Yes, right now."

Still, for dinner, we can all have a luxurious dish - get to the same table as my husband, the kites - and have plenty to eat. After meals, I am allowed to be in the bath every day, which is stricter than that. It was a good treatment that I don't think was slavery - although it's a lot of work.

"You worked a cup today, brother."

"Yeah, but I still have to work on it."

"Right."

Every time I see a touchdown kite named Noble do her own cleaning and laundry every day, it makes me feel sorry.

"Let's get some sleep. Let's do it tomorrow."

This is how two healthy (leptilian) reptile boys end their day.

"The work environment is just too black..."

Crowe was whining thinking about the Augustine Mansion situation. There are only four servants, even though the mansion is bigger than the lined aristocracy. Besides, half of them are eight-year-olds, so it would be more impossible to cut them around... There are four more in the name of the escort, but with the exception of Maria, the skill of the chores is well said and below average, a level not to be exact. Instead of helping, I'm the one pulling my leg. I can say that it is urgent to strengthen the servant's combat power.

"Depending on what I said, I sought to enhance my household warfare. Four of our reinforcements."

One man and three women lowered their heads in place.

"Ask Johann to do the outside work and repair the house. Ask Agate, Dorote and Malta to help with cleaning and laundry, as well as cooking areas. However, we need you to do your own cleaning as always."

"Understood."

"Um... your husband... those too... that"

"Oh, I'm the victim of Shrek's mineral poison. I chose the moderates to bring them here."

I see you have Haku and Shuku, so it's hard for Kate to talk to you. Well, all but ourselves undead could be bad for personality formation. You shouldn't talk cheap.

"Well, this will also lighten the burden on Haku and Shuku a little bit"

Of course, that didn't happen. Instead of working in the mansion, it was difficult to go outside and the undead only had more usage runs such as buyouts and orders on their behalf. However, the increased opportunities to go outside did an extremely important job in expanding the world for the two boys.

Year-end (is) a reptile (Leptilian) boy is made to run like an hour instead of day. Though I think it is a terrible treatment even though it is a slave...... I am allowed to bathe and wash because the clothes I am wearing are modest but fine tailoring, my diet seems to feed me good food and my skin is good colour, I don't feel dirt or smell. To be clear, it's a better life than the general public there. However, it seems to be true that you are so busy that you can turn your eyes.

Vinstadt residents, who know why they're busy, look terrible. I know why I'm busy. We were frightened by the ghost because we refused to serve the mansion. Citizens who felt caught up in creating a cause to rush around the two boys who were still young tried to make amends by at least behaving in favor of the boys.... I knew I didn't want to go to the Haunted Mansion.

The two people who received the price for each use (every time), a little food, etc. decided to thank them, although they did not know why. By following up on rumors at last, he had contributed to lowering the hedge of the Augustine Mansion and surrounding residents unconsciously.

The two slave boys running around healthy in matching attire were becoming Vinstadt's hidden idol - more of a mascot than a? -.