Extraordinary – Ordinary – Soap!

"Demons!?"

In a demonic word, in an instant, the place was distracted.

When he rushes out of the house, a man who has changed his blood phase is entering.

"Manolo, demons..."

When Dario approached the man he had entered, the man he called Manolo raised his bright blue face.

"Fa, the inn mushrooms (fan gas)...... to Giotto!

Fangas. A demon that is said to often go out into rural areas and is said to grow its nourishment into food when parasitized by humans. Anything, the only way to survive is to keep eating, but that's also not to mention losing the rate of fan gas growth, which ends up being a big tree-like mushroom.

"Where's Giotto!?"

"I'm isolated in the barn of the house where Grandpa Robbie lived now! No one lives there……………………"

Mr. Dario tapped his shoulder softly at Mr. Manolo, who nodded.

"Ceres...... Um, is there a way to defeat Fangus?

Calling me Mr. Ceres because of his obsession, I rush to swallow the ”Mr.” part. Maybe it doesn't matter, but I don't think it's better for friendly appeals.

"Fan gas is a pain in the ass, so don't harm anyone around you unless you attack it, it just sucks the nutrition out of the host, but once you attack it, you scatter spores and try to take in the person you attacked. If you really want to take it down, you just have to burn it down with some kind of wizard fire magic from afar. Or we have to eat and kill the host and wait to wither...... If new hosts don't exist nearby when they die, they'll have to disappear."

When Mr. Ceres gently laid his hand on my back, he shook his head to the side.

I mean, is that -- is that what happens when you don't have the help to save the person who became the host?

"Poor thing, but Giotto is already..."

"Kuh...... oh! What's wrong with him! Dahlia, you're leaving me!

Mr. Dario and Mr. Manolo bit their lips in remorse. The women who stare at it also look at each other, shaking their bodies horribly.

"Dahlia?"

"It's Giotto's grandson. I'm only seven years old. My mother died last year, and Dahlia lived with Jot. My father was from the country, and he just stopped by. So I didn't even know Dahlia was born."

That's what Mr. Romina supplemented me with.

When I heard it, I felt like I had been grabbed by my heart. If that's the case, even more so, we need to help Mr. Giotto somehow. Is something wrong?

"…… No."

"Eh?"

Desperately thinking about it, I thought I heard Mr. Ceres squeaking next door. Seeing it, there's Mr. Ceres with a terribly difficult face there.

"……… Nothing."

Mr. Ceres smiled when I realized what I was seeing, but things are not right. I also feel that you shouldn't accept that word, which says it's nothing, on par. Maybe there's something I can do for you, but that's very difficult... or something?

What is it? I thought desperately.

We just have to wait until it burns or withers. Way to save someone who's attached to fan gas. Burn…… Turn off……….

Turn off??

"Ah."

Could it not be erased with a "chavon", like the temper that was clinging to the Tenjing tree?

And I opened my mouth to convey unto Mr. Serres the thought which came down like a heaven.

"My..."

"No."

As Mr. Ceres had predicted my remarks, he cut them off immediately and threw them away.

"Because you can't, Lucia"

"But!"

I could barely imagine Mr. Ceres seriously failing to give a low whisper like he'd never heard before.

But people's lives are at stake. If I could just try…….

"Giotto and Dahlia are pathetic... but we don't have a choice. Fan Gus will kill you. Let's at least get him some food. And look for a place to keep Dahlia. Manolo, that's all we can do."

"Dario......"

When two men breathed deep sighs, that seemed to signal the end of the story. Mr. Manolo drops his shoulder and leaves, and Mr. Dario turns to his family.

"Flavia, it's up to us men to carry food to Jot's. You go check on Dahlia. Lella, stay away from Grandpa Robbie's cabin. So, what, you're a customer? As I heard, it's rattling now. If you spare your lives, don't come near me. If you wrote a map, it would be wise to just walk away."

"... advice, it hurts"

With her back turned to us, Mr. Dario told us to walk away. Mr. Ceres and I bowed our heads, but without a glance, we would enter the house with our families together.

Later left behind were Mr. Romina and the three of us.

"Come to us for now, you guys."

"Excuse me."

"Sorry to interrupt……."

Mr. Romina, who saw us in trouble, invited us again, so we decided to disturb you with sweetness in our words.

"Oh, wait a minute!

But it was Mr. Flavia who made us wait to move.

"I'll bring the food later, you know! Nice to meet you!"

"You can cook as much as you want, Flavia."

"Grandma Romina, you're not! Already! Nice to meet you, Mr. Celestino!

When Mr. Ceres held both hands and shook them up and down, Mr. Flavia followed Mr. Dario.

"…… well, let's go."

"Right......"

That is how we left Mr. Dario's house behind.