Uh, what's going on? I want to see how the samurai are doing. Behind my back, the desert is still burning.

Maybe I'll be called a monster for causing this situation.

I sweat cold under my mask.

When he opens his mouth to say something from me, against expectations, the leader's man smiles loudly and loudly.

"It's a big deal. A samurai who can do this has never seen it this way in his life. Hey, you guys think so, too."

The other samurai snort out, as their leaders urge them to.

And you come closer with praise for me.

"I wear a mask like that, so it's full of suspicion, but it doesn't look like I'm going to do it."

"Thank you for saving me earlier."

"What a weapon that black sword is. Let me see."

Being on guard is ridiculous. They've got the habit of samurai other than Roxy who's been there too shitty to be alarmed.

In retrospect, these people cared about their people, and they rushed to death ready to help me with my worries.

The leader asks me to shake hands.

"I'm Bardo, the one who leads this party. Can I have your name, please?

I hide my identity by means of a mask, so I answer with the pseudonym I had prepared in advance.

"It's Mukuro. What about the people who got hurt at your party?

"Oh, thanks to you, there's nothing else in life. I sent him back to the city first. If you get treatment, you'll get better soon."

"Right..."

Good for you.

Now, what shall we do with this core of sandgolems? If you take it back to the city and redeem it, it's sure to be an amazing lot of money. There will be much more military funding for the journey. Mine's travel expenses are collapsing, so I'm rebuilding, so I just want the money.

I've already exposed myself to people as a samurai mukuro, and I can't help but butt in now.

I put the black sword greed in my sheath and try to lift my core. It's as big as my height. It weighs heavily enough to sink your legs into the sand when you take charge.

My status makes it easy to hold, but the scaffolding is too bad anyway. Every time we go on, we bury it in the sand to our knees.

The samurai around me came near me and offered me a hand.

"Let's help too. Look, I can't charge you a fee. Hey, you guys!

A wild voice with good prestige runs through the desert. As soon as everyone's hands supported the core, the weight softened and they were able to get out of the sand.

"That'll help."

"You helped me. Let me do this."

From then on, we all hung up and even went for the city. Sometimes this is a good thing.

I manage to reach the city accommodation before nightfall. If I had been alone, I wouldn't have been able to go much further while still buried in the desert.

Team play. You're so sweet.

As we entered the accommodation, the employees rushed over simultaneously.

And look at the core we have, it's a fuss. In it, the person responsible begins to bow his head and guide him to the money exchange.

"No, no way... it's a real pleasure day to be defeated that sandgolem"

Crown demon with Sandgolemoo unique noun. To hear the story, he's the boss of a demon spreading the desert. In an attempt to defeat this sandgolem, the Holy Knight, who manages the city, said for generations, it was jumping and fighting.

But just a few moments away, he always escapes into the sand.

Apparently that repetition has been going on for the last hundred years.

If you ask me, I certainly didn't have half of Sandgolem's escape leg. The moment we were about to lose, we disappeared into the sand. Is it because that way of escape was sharpened over hundreds of years in the battle against the Holy Knight?

Well, even I think if I hadn't used the depths of the first floor of the Grid, I would have stepped on the group too while saying "heck" on the desert.

There's a lot of noise at the money exchange. The crowd has grown conspicuous, but let's sell in the samurai Mukuro at this time. Most people take advantage of wearing a suspicious mask that defeats the enemies who erode their territory. Some looked at me surprised, but I couldn't help but care less.

The redemption came at a later date in order to have to prepare a large sum of money.

"Excuse me. I never dreamed that anyone but the Holy Knight would crusade Sandgorem...... The amount will be multiplied by the upper management to allow them to offer a fair price. So take a rest today."

"Okay. Good night, then."

I thank the samurai who carried me this far.

Then they said they were going to have a drink at the tavern.

"What do you say? A drink after a fight is extraordinary. And let me tell you what happened when I defeated Sandgolem."

Drinking is a fascinating story. But I didn't feel like talking about sandgolems. Still amateur rounded up, it was a battle to rely on the grid.

I'm sure the samurai in front of me are more senior in battle. I politely refuse because I don't want to disappoint them like that.

"Right, too bad. We're going to be hunting sandmans based in this city for a while. If you need anything, call me anytime. Bye, Mukuro!

"Oh, again"

I'm headed up a big central staircase toward the lodging room on the third floor I'm renting. For once, I'm checking to see if anyone's following me. I was barefaced when I first visited here, so it might be excessive but it wouldn't hurt to be vigilant.

"Eh, which room was it..."

There are 500 rooms on each floor, so there are too many to know where my room was. Shit, every room looks the same.

Gried tells me in a hurry.

"Fourteen rooms to the left from here, where I went, that's your room."

"Grid has a surprisingly good memory."

'Unsurprisingly, it's superfluous. Because I'm inorganic. You have a different structure and a good memory. "

Inorganic stuff is amazing. With that feeling, unlock the room and go inside.

I can finally rest......

In one of the two beds, Mine, who grew a cat mustache, is bursting asleep. At this rate, the graffiti hasn't been noticed yet.

Well, I'll go to bed now, too. I'm done. Put the black sword greed against the wall and take the mask.

As soon as I jump into bed, the sleeper attacks me. I'm so drowsy... if they graffiti me like Mine, I'm so drowsy I'm not sure I can wake up. Consciousness quickly dimmed.

Something...... water strikes and wakes up with the sound of flow. Looking around the room with a flaw, there's no mine.

Then the water stopped and after a while the mine in underwear would come out of the shower room in the room!?

"Hey, what an outfit!

"Nothing. I'm not ashamed to be seen by a kid like Faith"

That's what I used to say when you looked younger than me.

Hmm? I didn't know the white tattoo was wearing clothes, but it's even carved into my chest and stomach. To my back when I turned around...... It's almost all over my body. It's about the face that doesn't.

And when I look at her, she laughs nicely.

"How dare you write such a flirtatious... I couldn't get rid of it and I was in real trouble"

"!? That was a good idea... sorry"

"If I were you, I'd just throw Faith out from the third floor asleep. But now I don't want you to get hurt. So here's the thing."

Mine stays in his underwear, with his hand mirror approaching one hand. I have trouble finding a place for my eyes.

"Look, force. I don't want to thank you."

"Holy shit!?

I looked like a primitive man in a hand mirror. The thick eyebrows connect, and the painted beard circles around his mouth and sticks to his thigh.

And on my forehead, it says bulimia.... This is terrible. Because of my mind, I can hear the grin of the grid standing on the wall, even though my reading mind skills are not activated.

"I just drew a pretty catbeard. And I'm being treated differently."

"It suits me well. You look great!

All I'm saying is that Mine's red eyes only admit they look good.

"I get it. It was my fault. So, Mine needs to get dressed."

Even if Mine didn't see me as a man, I just had to worry about it. Lick a man of his age!

I'll be right in the shower room so I can get away. And wash Mine with a face that has been changed by retaliation. Drawn in mind, it doesn't fall at all...

That's anger skill holders. If they do it, I guess a 10x or 20x return is the basic attitude.

Remember, you're going on a journey with Mine.