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

"Crowe! You're finally here!

On the noon of the day when Crowe arrived, when he came into the "Oak Wooden Pavilion," it was Lupa who raised his voice.

"Wow, it's been a while, Lupa.... but it's early."

"Hey, Lupa's husband shows his face here every day. Mr. Crowe is still here."

towards Lupa, who can swim his gaze with light exposure by Jehan......

"Well... I missed Lupa too. I've had a lot to tell you."

"! Right!?

"Oh... especially about the fact that you're still making fun of my snowy march last year, huh?

Lupa visibly upset as soon as possible. He is always an easy man to understand.

"Yes, no, that's..."

"Well, Mr. Crowe, put him in that heap. No offense to Lupa's husband either."

"It's better if you unconsciously soothe me... well, okay"

Because it's a seed I sowed myself, and Crowe frees Lupa. When he invites a lupa with an obviously hot look to the dining room desk, Crowe orders tea for two. Here, one of the "Oak Wooden Pavilion" sales is a bunch of teas that you won't be ashamed to serve anywhere.

"... so? Lupa, as much as you're here to hear from me, can you think of a manuscript?

Lupa, who was reaching for the tea he had been transported to, stiffens himself to Crowe's words.

(It's easy to understand... Isn't it possible to fix a proposal?)

"Yes, don't you? 60%... No, 70% of them are perfectly finished. Yeah."

"You know what, Lupa? Perfection is ten percent, right?

Crowe, who had left his luggage in the inn room, was on his way to Lupa - taking Lupa with him to the side of his eyes - to visit the mansion and ask him for clarification as to what was going on in his room….

"... I mean something? Since you found out about the worm tumor last year, your interest has shifted?

"Yes, no, it's not as good as moving. However, for some reason, it became apparent..."

Ahhh... I don't know. Something that bothered me once became strangely noticeable...

"So? On the pretext of liking it, you said you were skipping the writer?

"Yes, no, but it is! Crowe said it too! He said it would seem like a one-off meeting on top of research and research!

Nooo... I did say that...

"Insectoma (mucikobu) is a rarity, not something you'll ever find. Then you should make as many investigative observations as you can when you find them!?

Theoretically armed... this guy's been thinking about reason for a long time, right?

"But I guess that's how they find insect tumors between autumn and winter. Which means you've been able to focus on writing for the last couple of months, right?

"Ah... no... that's the..."

"Oh? What's wrong, Lupa? You don't look well, do you?

"Ugh..."

I'm starting to feel like I'm abusing the weak, so I order Lupa to bring me the manuscript and notes.

"... what, you're really up for seven to eight minutes"

"Well, that's why I told you so."

"It sounded like an on-the-spot assignment to me."

"Ugh... terrible"

"If you don't have the vitamins, but it's important, you'll feel a little better."

Hmmm... you're not getting packed up because you tried to lustfully pack that and this. It's a failure that beginners often do. You mean you're reluctant to try to force what you left behind into the two remaining chapters...

"Hey, Lupa. Let me tell you, is it wrong (in the first place) to force this content into one book? I think it would be easier for readers to understand the content, even if you cut it with a little less weight.

"Yes, no, I thought about that too... and then I'm halfway through the rest of it"

"It would be better than asking the world about the citations, failures, that I put into organizing leftovers. Besides, don't you have to wrap it around a beetle connection?

"... what do you mean? Crowe."

"For example... some of the unwritten parts and chapter two will be about the distribution and species differentiation of plant-food insects of narrow-food (today) sexuality. If this is the case, it will also relate to the worm tumor (Mutsukobu) that you care about. If you add a few stories of butterfly larvae grass, you can wrap them in another book.

When I told him that, Lupa had been exposed to pokanes and dumb surfaces for a while. This guy... you really don't look aristocratic.

Lupa, who had been relieved for a while, eventually looked back on the contents of the manuscript as he panicked...

"... Crowe! You're absolutely right! If you follow your plan, you can wrap the manuscript around it without having to!

"It will be necessary to review the contents, as some changes will be made to the configuration."

"... no! Still sufficiently modifiable!

"Then make your policy early. We're going into the painting from the final minute. I'm not free, either."

Yes, there are a lot of things we have to do here. We need to get rid of what we can.