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

Children's voices echo in the lobby. These kids look much younger, maybe as much as Haku or Shuku. No, is Haku and Shuku an adult for a child? I guess it's because of the unnecessary hardship. If it's true, are you old enough to run around like these kids?... Ah, my mother pounded me and cried out.

... There is also the possibility that reptiles (Reptilians) have racial characteristics. Hi. I can't think of how those two are interested in playing (...). I don't know because I'm too calm right now......

When I thought of it as blurry, I was called out from behind.

"Dr. Kuro Wu, you've been watching it with a lot of enthusiasm."

"Mr. Kusama, I wonder if you wouldn't make a sound like you found a difficult comrade"

"Yeah, well, that was a gooey gaze."

Bad listening. See, my parents looked at me and started keeping my kids away......

"I was just remembering my childhood. I don't remember you bringing me to such a fine hotel."

"Speaking of which, neither do I."

"Right? I thought times would change."

"New Year's Eve was mostly a welcome in my own house, wasn't it? Decorate the New Year's decorations."

"Yes, yes. We only had pine ornaments without standing up."

"We decorated Gateway Matsushi's head and cocoon balls."

Cocoon balls?

"... Sole, not at the right time? The head of the sardine is a festival, and the cocoon balls are New Year's Eve - around January 15th of the calendar year - right?

"Was that so? But the cocoon balls were like decorations... Oh, my mother, you said it smelled like trouble to do it separately ~"

"Punishment..."

That's Ms Grasshopper's mother...

"No, we were making money together, so I think it was hard for housewives to do it."

"Oh well. I guess it's because we were full-time housewives. He did it for me."

It's time to explain. I am coming to the hotel early in the New Year to attend the joint New Year's Eve meeting of the three publishers held here. I don't usually attend these events, but I have to attend the New Year's Eve party at an early age. Exchange of information and information between writers is surprisingly important... that publisher is in danger of management or something... I was a little drunk with alcohol, so I went out to the lobby and chilled my head... but I feel tired.

"I've come to welcome you, and I think it's time to go back."

"... something, I sound like a reaper..."

"I didn't say that much"

About that grass, at best, you are.

"Oh, the return of Dr. Kuro Wu."

"Isn't the new one pretty reputable?"

These are my senior writers and brothers who write in the same publisher.

"I'm out of time. Teacher Sai, Teacher Leather Hall"

He is a senior who became famous for his rare genre of authentic reasoning of the times. For the elderly, or because they're elderly, they also give a casual voice to a young man like me in a drawer cage. He's one of the few people in the communally handicapped reserve like me who can talk easily because of his friendly but unsticky personality.

"Were you involved with Kurama again?

"Mr. Kuro Wu, she's watching me."

It was Leather Hall (like this) who said something more ominous to you than me, but it was a senior with an unafraid personality who put up a cheerful and light prank on everyone to talk to you in a respectful way. Because of this, it is often said that it is not Leather Hall but a cunning child - a cunning evil child. This is something the world doesn't understand because you are surprisingly good at fantastic little girls.

"Dr. Leather Hall... what are you looking at?

"Hey, aren't you the protagonist of the new one, the boy of her choice? Seems like they're plotting a lot to expand their preferences."

I'm not kidding!

"... it's not like she's incompetent either"

"That's why it's so bad."

"If only you could do something about that hobby preference (BL fan in Shota)..."

"It's not grasshoppers, it's rotten enough to slap me in the pussy."

You've never heard those two names before......

"Sometimes people say it's between smells..."

Oh, this is my first ear, too.

"... sounds like you have a lot of martial arts, she"

"You don't really come out to gather like this, do you? She's pretty much the center of the conversation, isn't she?

"... is that a fun topic to know, that?

"Maybe it's a subtle place..."

"It's interesting to watch from the edge. I specialize in girls, so she doesn't really get involved."

"Such an advantage! … let's change our production policy…"

"No, it's not the same as the readership of the Black Wu, is it? I don't think you'd be happy with the editorial side either, would you?

"Anyway, thanks for the tip on getting rid of the rot."

"And then... it might be a hand to get along with the sword editor. She won't be able to lift her head to the editor either."

"It's been tough being attached to chess before..."

"Ah, Mr. Kenzo was blurry about losing seven in a row. You got a grade or something?

"It's just amateur chess. If I use a shark hand, I catch it with the editor, Colori..."

Well, you deserve it.

"Mr. Kuro Wu, it's a lot of work for me to be on the label of haters, so I'll deal with everyone without hesitation. I'm sorry we can't meet inside."

"... I'll ask you at eight discounts"

"No, no, this time (...) what he said is true."

"Dr. Sai, this time (...)..."

"I'll never forget the fact that I was deceived and torn down the Sumida River in Tarai before."

... I want to hear that story.