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

The beginning was the absence of other love.

I just got a button on Maria's jacket.

"Ah... you've been wearing this jacket for a long time, and the yarn was getting weaker..."

It would all be a mere crucible for Anna, who was on the spot, to let her eyes slip away softly, and for Maria's plate to be a pancake full of molasses and raw cream.

So... it could be said that Kate's inadvertent remarks at that time were still attributable to a relationship that could be blamed...

At least, it could be said that it was a statement lacking in delicacy.

"... Maria, you, you're fat, aren't you?

"- Eh!"

Blowing up Kite with an airhammer with the largest output ever, Maria raised the cries of her soul that echoed in her spinal cord.

"... Whatever... Whatever, I have to get fat after I die. Oops!

The women on the spot said they gently wiped their eyes.

"... you think it's a device to rebuild your dull body?

Crowe twisted his neck before Vinstadt's request from Maria.

The request itself is the same as that made by Kite some time ago, and its contents are reasonable. That's good.

What I don't understand is why another petition of the same content has now been filed again by Maria. I also care that it is a strangely chopped text. Do you think it's cheerful?

"... well, you can tell by asking straight."

Happy or unhappy, when I visited the mansion, Maria was absent - she's out jogging - and instead it was just Kate, the victim, who bought the explanation and left. The third party's calm - although personal feelings seemed to be somewhat intertwined - swallowed up Crowe's general circumstance, too, to the point of being asked about the commentary (nagging).

"Is sweetness and lack of exercise the culprit..."

The sweetness was brought in by Crowe, and the lack of exercise was due to Crowe's ordering to be stationed in Vinstadt... which means Crowe was the cause.

"Is it your husband's magic or his necromancy, and you can't handle it?

"No... no matter how weird my dungeon magic is, it doesn't even cover beauty or lean?

That's not the ability of a dungeon, it's not the ability of a dungeon master, is it?

"What about the Necromancer?

"... Kate, do you think you can make the undead lose weight with necromancy?

"... no... I was wondering if your husband could..."

"... I don't know how. You can't imitate human experiments like that."

In the end, we conclude that solving the problem by cheap means is impossible, and the two of us think Uh-huh. It's completely unexpected, so I can't help it.

"Well, it seemed unexpected to Maria."

- If you have sound good sense, you don't think about gaining weight after you die.

"But... when that happens, it means a positive attack..."

When it comes to beauty and skinny basics, it would be diet and exercise.

"The point is that the calories consumed are not consumed and accumulated in the form of fat is the problem. So the quickest thing to do is to keep calorie intake down..."

For some reason, he never notices how a caged crow looks, and Kite trumps Crow's suggestion with bastard.

"Ahhh... I can't do that. That Maria can't stand sweet things. Pancakes after a meal, and cream and molasses."

"... no... you know... kite..."

"I'm a sweet deceased who seems to be able to compete with Peter's husband. All you have to do is talk about diet and moderation."

"Heh... I know you can..."

"-!?

What was in Kate's eyes when she heard a cold voice and looked back scared...

"... oh, Maria... go home... did you... (Cold Sweat)"

"Yep...." from around the corner before and after meals. "

"Oh well... you were fast...?

"Yep. Kite, I didn't think you understood my policy of exercising more than dieting. Wow?

"Oh... of course, you understand?

"Then naturally, you'll accompany my exercise, too, won't you?

"... ah...?

"It's good to use your body, but letting go of your thought-cut magic is surprisingly draining your strength with this - huh?

"... Yikes...?

"You're going out with me, right?

"... ugh..."

"Ah... Maria, the gate to the soundproofing training ground (Odrant) is left open in the basement.... don't be too impotent, huh?

"-!?

"Oh, thank you, master."

And the faces of Tin and Crow dropped off Kite, who was taken by Maria, with a pitiful gaze.