Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

The way you spend your holidays is different for each person.

Some spend the day on hobbies, others heal tired hearts with shopping and eating walks. Some go out to the suburbs with friends, others move their bodies in parks all over the city.

Whatever, Sabbath is a day when you don't have to work. I don't care about anyone, I don't hesitate, I can use my time in full, freely.

If this is where you are, you will have less and less time to be alone, "for the sake of children" or "for the time of the couple". But Nobuo Sayama is still single, even though he lives with girls his age. Let's spend the holidays asleep, but there was no one to blame, no one to blame.

"Huh. Slept well."

"... good morning, your husband"

Now, everyday work, work and loud Yumiel also get sweet as soon as it's holiday.

In the time of day, I will prepare a late brunch for my husband, who is finally awake. Carefully pass through the blush hair that has not even been combed. Of course, newspapers placed on the table have already been ironed.

I don't think the way you bake worthy and precious care everywhere belongs to a very working ghost. But this was also a side of a person named Yumiel, as well as a free-life routine.

"Ngu... heh, I hear Kraken's out in the Mediterranean. So, as usual, you think the brave knocked him down? It's summer already."

"... right. The market for squid will be down for a while."

"Right. I think I'll buy it for this stall with Kaoru and sell it as a soy sauce flavoured grilled squid."

"... that would be nice too"

Precious man pouring French toast in milk and Yumiel mouthing a glass poured with iced tea. The free-life living room sounds like a buckwheat, a buckwheat and a newspaper turning, and sometimes, with a paper article in the story, the two continue their conversation without any other love.

Never a busy space, but there was the serenity characteristic of the holidays. There was always a strange tranquility in the house where the two lived.

No, not exactly, there are three of us...

"Oh, Guido, are you awake! Come on, we're going out!

A girl in a black and white summer dress jumped into the living room.

"Hmm? Where are you going?

"Let's make up our mind. It's the Sabbath. Let's go on a date, let's go on a date."

"Ha!? Why not?"

Living room that gets noisy as soon as possible. When a third cohabitant, Rootoo, shows up, Free Life suddenly becomes busy.

This dragon girl prefers to move around with her curiosity and instincts going, although she doesn't hate serene times either. Especially when he jumps out to the city saying he can't be caged in a house, such as during the holidays.

As such, she usually moves around at will, but this time, I guess she chose you for her. Take the arms of your greatness with the newspaper wide open and try to take him out firmly to "come on, let's make a date".

Glossy dark hair that also looks wet. Creepy, adorable eyes, obsidian eyes. In contrast, the exposed shoulders and arms are dazzlingly white.

There's no such thing as a beautiful girl wanting a date and saying no.

"If you want a date, go with Yumiel."

Apparently, Mr. Sayama has a problem as a man.

Noble Daisy, who refused Luttoo's invitation without comment, now began to glance at the folding flyer that was sandwiched in the newspaper.

"Why! Why say no!?

I don't know why they say no, the looooooo with his face still eats desperately. Whatever the history, she's also a maiden in love. When people treat me like I don't want to, I feel like I can't even cut it.

"Will summer make lovers bold? Now tell me when you're not going on a date!

"No, I'm not your lover in the first place."

"Oh, well, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Takahiro and I were fiancées rather than lovers. I totally lost it."

"That's crazy. I don't remember swearing to the future with the dragon."

"Mmmm!

Two people arguing in a hustle and bustle. Hikaru Luttoo preaches the beauty of the date, and the opponent's greatness shows a stamp of staunch blocking.

When I started living together, I was distracted by Routou, the invincible chaos dragon under the heavens, but now it's something I can't dress in my teeth completely. Without odd reluctance, I can say that I don't like the unpleasant things, in a way, it's a step forward, but if they refuse to date me, I don't have an ex or a child.

Routoos, hard-working, utters several inviting words.

"Hey, Takahiro. You don't like going out with me that much? Am I so neglected?

It's not a tone that swings down from the top, it's a question that looks up from the bottom in a moist manner.

When this happened, your greatness was weak, and when he groaned, he faced the route.

"Ahhh, lutoo. I don't hate it, but I'm in trouble if they make a scene."

"Noisy? You ever buy up liquor in a tavern? Or have you half-killed a moron who tried to get his hands on me? No, it's not like I was trying to work with the rumored prince of the sword."

"All of it. All of it! I don't want to go out with you, but it's not like I've ever had a case like that."

Routou, a chaotic dragon who has lived for a thousand years, has lived only for a long time, and his common sense in human society is overwhelming. However, there was little discrepancy in the perception and scale of the route so that humans could not live up to the bugs.

For her, a glass of liquor means one large barrel, and drinking lightly means even drinking up the liquor store's inventory. A moron is a killable being, and a strong man is something that can be attacked without question if it is to try hard.

If you get your heart pounded for the first time in your life, you'll fall in love, or if you want to meet your beloved man, try to head to the human capital as dragons look.

The common sense of such a dragon society and the common sense of a human society that is known by knowledge and slight experience have not been able to reconcile. For that reason, Luttoo was having a little trouble on the go.

"Wow, okay. I'm making a big deal of myself today. I'll do what you say. So go out with me."

I grab your big sleeve a little bit and look up with my moist eyes, Routoos.

"... Your husband. You're not impressed with shaming women."

With Yumiel's help there, I had to raise the white flag as a noble man.

"Yumi, you again, what influenced you... oh, okay, okay. I'm going out."

"Really!?

"Oh, it's true. Wait a minute. I'm gonna get dressed."

Somewhere satisfying Yumiel can say a routoo that makes his eyes shine and a dialogue I wanted to say once.

Leaving the two girls in the living room, Nobita walked up the stairs to the second floor with her head behind her.

Intermediate District Large Market with summer sunshine. "From the table of the common people to the seat of your nobility's liquor," the market, open to the word, has all the ingredients, from the meat of livestock to the fruits of the South.

In search of its fresh ingredients, spices such as dried herbs, domestic groceries and handmade potions sold as always, the market is busy with many shoppers day after day.

Anyway, it's the biggest market in the metropolitan Gran Feria. The number of visitors is not halfway, and at peak times a wave of people can be made.

Even your greatness, when you first visited the big market, was enough to make a detour. That population density would be extrapolating.

"Sabbath days are busier, people in the market are tough. Well, I'm flattered that Monday is off."

"I'm a holiday every day."

"Dragon, wow."

Looking sideways at the hustle and bustle of the market, Guitar was walking next to Routou. It doesn't mean I'm going anywhere, but if I'm going outside anyway, I want to decide on one of my destinations.

Now, do you want to go see it in a play or even go to an outdoor concert venue set up in a nature park? You can take a peek at the Magic Prop Store, or you can have a hand in touring the museum. Either way, only the Advanced District has all of them. Then do you stretch your legs to the district?

Too classy, however, can also cause shortages. Speaking of which, Avenue Art Street in the lower districts, for example, will give you a taste of chaotic fun.

Spray fire, swallow a knife, freeze your whole body, let it float in the universe. The street performers show off their skills at all costs. The boulevard they gather on is full of vibrancy and surprise just to say if this is still the case. Then why don't you go that far?

But the more you think about it, the shorter the holiday is, and the more options there are. They're all just fascinating and I can't choose any of them. To his luxurious troubles, Noble Daughter and Luttoo were haunting his head.

"How about a church mass? You'll get cookies."

"No, I won't shy away from that..." That? It's Melissa. Shopping? "

It is, of course, God who saves the troubled lamb, and it is Melissa, of whom the Church belongs, who just appeared with a smile. She held a large basket, still in light peach Sister clothes.

Some of them were packed with baguettes, fruits, dried meats and wine, which made them feel quite heavy even as far as they could see. Still, isn't there even one piece of sweat, like an artificial Virgin at the Kanst level?

"Is that the ingredient for dinner? That's a lot. We're having a party, too?

As you say, even if I try one baguette, I'm standing in the basket two times. The church in Melissa should have enough meals for one, as she only lives alone.

It is the iron rule that you eat bread in the summer on the day you buy it because mold grows quickly. That is the same for the relatively sun-drenched stuffed bread, with few houses left to eat for two or three days. That's why you thought Melissa bought food for a lot of people...

"Yeah, I'm not. I eat this alone."

You will be immediately denied and your neck twisted. Well, although I will try to recall that Melissa was such a big eater, I don't see any such facts, and Guitar looks more and more strange.

"You didn't seem to have a bottomless stomach. Even I don't eat that much in my human form."

"Haha, I'm not eating all at once."

What's your daughter talking about replacing a big barrel with a jock? But even with the exception, the food Melissa bought in is oddly high. Greatly concerned, Guitar went on to ask questions.

"Don't you have to buy that much at the top? Eating is painful in the summer."

"Yeah, but if you get away from the city, it's not easy to get food. I'm going to take it with me until it doesn't rot."

"What? Get out of the city? You're going on a journey, too?

"Yeah, to the village of Comot, I'm going to see you. This is Sister's job, too, isn't it?

"Oh, you know what?"

Guitar nodded greatly, just saying that he had fallen to his heart.

Unlike the city, church sisters are sent regularly to remote villages where hospitals and churches do not exist. The story of Melissa going out for a visit was also very convincing to Noble University, who had seen the figure many times during her adventurous years.

"Even when it comes to the Virgin, she's a Sister on the surface. Well, come on."

"Yeah, let's do our best. Well, I'll go then. I have to stop by the blacksmith."

"Oh, bye."

"Bye."

Melissa, holding the basket, smiled and disappeared behind the big market. Loyalty and Routou, who dropped it off, began to exchange opinions about where they were going, as if they had returned to shake it out.

- If he had listened carefully to Melissa's words here, the results might have changed. Another week, maybe I was having the same routine.

But in the end, he didn't notice. Until then, you never noticed.

that I am taken from the thread of the spider. And that you've stepped into the dark parts of the church.

He didn't realize until the end.