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

When I visited Lupa's mansion for the first time in almost a year, a familiar maid greeted me. Exchange greetings only with your gaze in silence. Those dragged around by Lupa feel empathy for each other. It's a kind of victim alliance. He seemed to feel the same way over there and gave me proper silence back.

But I'm not the kind of lupa who stuck with how I look like that. They pulled him straight into his room. You're not going to serve a cup of tea to your guests?

"This is what I wanted to show you!

I took it out with a very satisfying body… it's an exhibition foot specimen of a beetle. But it's not what I made. And that is...

When I look at Lupa, he's swelling the hole in his nose, but I can also see the worrying color behind his eyes. Don't worry, Lupa. I can tell him he's good... not for a beginner.

"Isn't that pretty good? Did you do it yourself?

"Ugh! It was tough, but I did it all with my own hands!

I also said that out of a rough nose, but when I say I would have largely failed by the time I made this, I start swimming my eyes as soon as I can. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I'll comfort you by saying it's a path that everyone passes. It's not a compliment. It's a good idea.

"You don't have to bother with this. I can focus on painting."

If I say that to you in a meaningful way, your gaze starts swimming once again.... Well, I wasn't expecting it.

"No, actually, it's bad for Crowe, but I haven't had a better manuscript yet"

Well, I won't take care of it if it looks like the next one's gonna be pompous in less than a year. I can understand because I'm a writer too.

"So I was wondering if you could help me make a specimen..."

Lupa asks me how to turn around. Yeah, let's not stop it because it's not cute, that. But... I also don't think it's an illustration job... well, now. Looks like we've got a rotten relationship with this guy, and you know what?

"Ugh! Now the book is just as good!

No... it won't be finished unless you write it, will it?

"This time I want to include at least ten illustrations. I could only put five in the previous book. Yet Sir Partridge's book contains fifteen books. Isn't that right!

... I told you it was unfair, Lupa, but the reason for this is because the specimen's exhibition feet took time and the painting didn't make it, right?

"So? What are you going to do with the next book?

That said, the Lupa one starts to let his gaze swim three degrees (every time).... Hey?

"No... I haven't decided yet... I'm thinking about choosing a specimen before I decide..."

"You, you just said you'd choose the specimen to use for illustrating the book (...), right? You know what, Lupa? Illustrations are drawn to describe the contents of a book (...)? How do I choose a specimen for an illustration if I haven't decided what it is?

"Yes, no, so... I thought I'd pick a specimen that was going to be a picture and write that story..."

... The end of the day is falling, Lupa. That's not an academic book, it's an essay or something. You, can you write an essay?

"As it were, well, I was wondering if we could figure it out..."

It's somewhat unusual. I have anxiety... but if there is no story, do I have to? It's his book anyway.

"... you decide on a big mess of themes?

"Ah, um. I still think exotic flavors will interest me more, and I wish I could use insects that are close to life in other countries as the subject..."

What the... looks like you've decided on a lot of muscles.

"Like what? If it's an agricultural pest, if it's an agricultural pest, if it's a harmful crop, if it's a decorative material, if it's edible, if it's a food illustration, it lacks a dragon's eye, right?

That's what I told you, the Lupa one had his eyes open.... It's going to be a long story next time.