Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

'I'm sorry, I think she'll probably take a lot of disrespect

But please just ask her what she wants, what she wants. I'll take responsibility no matter how I behave afterwards.

Something I want to know, too, must be included in her work. Please, that's all I want you to see. '

This is the content of the email that was sent to Oink earlier.

I chose to stay on the spot for that sentence, which conveys the desperation of not even being able to afford to write a pork face.

If you say you don't care what you want to know that much, it's a lie.

So let's bear it now.

"You're as sharp as ever. But you don't have to hurry, do you? I haven't even cooked yet."

"Oink, I told you I wanted to get this over with and go back to my room. Let's respect the email, but that's all."

Prioritize your convenience.

Additionally, 'move not to undermine your mood' is a top priority.

I can't help it, I've decided to stretch my wings this time, so I'm not going to prioritize activities in these public places.

Not to mention because I found out it wasn't Oink who called me in, it was really this girl.

"... Fine. I've never been over it before if I can fulfill my requirements. I wanted you to take a look at this notebook, and I called you in this time."

Sighing a little shuddered, Il hands it over.

One letter that is pretty worn out when the edges of the paper are on the verge of flaking or wrinkling.

Fortunately, however, the text seemed safe.

And I look at the content.

"I honestly don't expect that much. Just be careful how you treat them. Well, I couldn't decipher the oink, either."

"I could certainly read it, but I could barely decipher it..."

I don't like it, but I try to decipher it.

Perhaps Oink predicted from my past, or game-age remarks, and told this girl.

'Maybe there are people who can read,' he said.

And the content is enough to try to decipher it to me until Oink lies about someone he wants to introduce.

I'm sure it's kept out of sight unless Il himself tries to show it to me.

Daimyo, I wonder if Mr. Igzo's grandson has something like an item box.

Refresh your mind and look at the text.

... Oh, I can read it. Even Oink will only be able to read.

She just understands what it means, and I'm sure she doesn't know what she wants me to do and what she wants me to do.

... Well, let's at least write these important notes in standard language, Mr. Igzo.

You think this, even if other liberators are summoned, is limited to readable people, right?

"You can't read anything you can't even look enthusiastically at. I'm not expecting anything, and I'm not going to punish you. Give it back to me."

"No, I could've deciphered it normally."

"Mm, is that true? It was similar to Achidal's accent, but I hardly knew, either, did I?

And at some point, Lue, who was peering inside from my side, utters his words abruptly.

Yes, what it says here is as if he woke it to the letter as it were.

Honestly, it's hard to say that I understood every word of it, but I still understood about 90% of it.

What do you want and what do you want?

"Well, maybe me and Mr. Igzo are from the same place."

"What the hell!?

The look on Il's face, which had a skeptical eye, changed all the time and he approached me like I was stuck.

Don't come here, I'll hit you.

"You probably lived in the north of the province, and you mixed Tsugaru valves everywhere."

"I figured out some of the words, did you figure out the specifics?

"Just. Well, other than the decryptor, he wants the contents to remain secret."

To sum up, here's the text of the letter.

'If there are people who can read this, would you drink to my grave?

At that time, I also want you to bring my favorite quack. And I want you to come alone who could read this. '

I don't know, is there some kind of setup in the grave to see from the literature?

And when it comes to people who can read it, it seems to me that they only want people from Japan, that is, liberators and powerful people close to them, to come.

Is there something you don't want the First Nations to know about?

"Tell me what's going on."

"That would go against Mr. Igzo's will"

"... really? Didn't I have some kind of big fortune or calculation to gain?

"... that's a lot to say"

Is that it, or are you not convinced that you need to be more humble or something?

Or do you still not like me standing on par with Oink or something?

Think of it, even the man who picked her up all the way outside the city. And perhaps your daughter in front of you right now.

Oink called me a friend, but even from her, Oink is a friend.

I get in a bad mood knowing that the friend is suddenly getting along with a guy I don't know and trying to be convenient.

Well, I can't say enough about it.

but still, that's just what they say when they say so far.

"... Kyvon, I'm so sorry. Everything about today is my downfall. Can I see you personally at a later date?

"Okay. Tell the cook to deliver the food to the room later. I'm sorry."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Oink, why are you apologizing?

"Il, I told you, it's my dear friend I'm calling you today..."

I find myself in a strange mood for that appearance of speaking in a dark voice that makes me think I have been a rare, heartfelt disappointment.

I guess it would be a good adult to be able to follow up on 'If you don't care about me' or 'Nothing like this' here.

Well, this kid's young, and he's probably environmentally arrogant, arrogant and a little high-flying.

... So let's forgive today. Now let's forgive it.

For today, I'm leaving this place in silence. That's it.

That's the maximum concession. Hate, I'm not even a good adult, not a bad adult.

"Bye, Oink"

"I'm sorry, really"

"Wait! Talk, now! Why are you stopping me, Oink!

Ignoring the crying voice behind his back, the doorman was wolfish about what to do, so he kicks open with both a return of interest and an eight-win.

... I've been looking forward to it a lot, me. I don't know what kind of guy a pig makes friends in this world are, or the dishes they deliberately prepare in a big city like this.

But I just can't get it to taste good in this situation.

"I'm sorry about you both. Especially Rayce, you made me feel bad."

"No, because they were..."

"... Kai-kun, are you okay? I'm kind of in a worse mood than usual."

"Just think about it and you'll see. There's something about a hero who's moved to the future of this city, and he's trying to hide it so hard."

"Is that something very dangerous?

"Well. But I'm pretty sure it's probably not a good thing to touch people's eyes."

Lower priority, but you're going to need to visit that place sometime.

After returning to the room, finish the ice cream liquid as-is and dip the chopped bread of the rue in line in the bat.

Leaving it there, the door to the room was knocked.

When I opened the door, perhaps I could cook, and there was...

"Pork, what's up? What happened to Il?"

"She went back to her home. … she still can't seem to think flexibly"

"Isn't it partly because I'm too familiar with pigs?

"... Originally, she switched to trying to prepare a round table. Probably tried the blubber."

"Does that mean you wanted to tell me to speak up?"

"Right. She doesn't have anything else in line for me, so there's that kind of ambition. Maybe it wasn't funny the first time I said I was a friend."

... I can't help it.

I decide to flush it with this one word.

But I didn't expect Oink to carry the food himself.

Hmm?

"About a foursome thing."

"... Nichare"

I mean, do you think we'll eat here?

"I don't mind. Come on in."

"Come on Oink, we'll have some delicious bread ice cream in a little while."

"I'm sorry, but it's forbidden to eat menus beforehand."

"Oh well. Then look forward to the day."

While we eat, I tell Oink what I thought earlier.

Perhaps what Mr. Igzou left behind could be poisonous or medicinal for this world, something that conceived danger.

But she still seemed to think the same thing, and says she was right not to talk about it on that occasion.

"Il has lived in a way surrounded by the fame of your father and grandfather, Mr. Igzou. But now we're in a position where we can see even more things, and this is the first time we've ever understood it."

"… does that mean that you realize that there are too few things you have done alone?

"Yes. As Mr. Reyes said, her accomplishments so far are largely due to what she took over from her father's. Still, I think her temperament to bind human beings is real."

"I don't have a lot of track record with that," he said. Well, I appreciate you trying to move consciously. "

"But if you doubt Kai-kun or narrow your horizons, I think it's the end of the line."

That's what I commend about the still young chancellor as he goes about his meal.

Perhaps the only one of them who grew up in such an environment and admired him on par with himself, no, maybe like a family, was Oink.

If a stranger suddenly showed up with that attitude... no, no, I don't know. Because I'm the one on the caller's side.

"By the way, is that why you wanted me to see you after all?

"Right. Oh, I don't know what to say, but I need a favor from Bomb."

"What the hell?

"Soon, you will come from Endrecia, Len. You've probably figured out how tough the road to having silver in a regular way is, do you know about the last event of this festival?

Speaking of which, were you unconditionally promoted after the judgment if you won the martial arts tournament and won the silver?

I mean, he said he was headed this way for it.

"In case there is, in the blubber -"

"No, because you won't win, Len."

"... what's that? You're not gonna make it to the tournament, are you?

"Actually, I decided to compete. I'm looking to win, is the Liberator the opponent..."

It's okay, my sister will never lose to a liberator or anything!

Oh, I'm not pretending, 'cause you can't really lose, can you?

But Endrecia has stronger demons than here, making it an ideal place to work out, and uhm.

"For once, may I register as one of the silver holders? It's in the form of a choice of a few people."

"... if I were in there, you'd probably pick me, Len."

"That's what I mean"

Fine. Let's see how much has changed since then.

Except! I wish I could beat Reis!!

"Oh, it's been 40 minutes, can I see what's going on?

"Oh, can I also leave it to you to freeze?

"I was entrusted. Then I'll be there."

and here, whether he was putting a time-limited surgical ceremony on himself, Rhue suddenly stood up and headed to the reservoir.

Okay, well, how are you feeling?

"But bread ice cream and it's a good menu inside. Many stores sell buckets this time of year."

"That's the thing. By the way, rice belongs to this continent, and that's exactly what you call a local menu."

"... what about using a dongle bucket"

"Rejected"

"Oh, no."

How far does this guy like dongles? I wonder if it feels stained when I realize I intend to character it.

But I'm not going to do it with a single ice cream, and I just want to make something snack.

"Boom - would you reconsider -? It must be delicious."

"Don't roll in people's rooms. Where was the majesty just now?"

"It's okay if no one's watching. Oh ho, this carpet, hookah, hookah."

"Don't roll well in earthfoot culture, you"

"It's all right, because the shoe stains are being removed at the stage of knocking through the door of this room."

"What's that? Awesome."

When I looked behind my shoes, the dirt and dirt had indeed disappeared.

That's why it's too bad to roll, pig.

"Ho ho ho ho"

"… Are the two remaining chancellors with this one earlier…"

"Hey, the inhabitants of the continent are sighing"

"Done! Oh, Oink, what are you rolling about? Eat it and go to sleep, and you'll be a cow."

"Ranlan is like a pig! Don't you go with the cow?

... Shall we make some meat-rolled rice balls?

Something made me want to make it when I was watching this guy.