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

Road dwellers were still elves 80% of the time.

I've never had a chance to see a large number of elves before, but when I look at them in this way, I can see that each person has hair color, eye color, ear angle, and features that I can't seem to notice at first glance.

And looking at so many of those elves, I see how few people look like Amami or Bright's clan of dark-colored, vibrant blondes.

Even if you find a hair color that catches your eye from time to time in the crowd, you can't seem to see it that way because it's not an elf or subtly brown hair.

Probably even a similar blonde elf, but it doesn't match Bright's condition if the condition of 'dark green eyes' doesn't overlap further there. And even a man with the colour of his eyes could not be found by sight.

Well, there's also a reason why I can't take a closer look at the passerby's eyes.

"Mr. Ikes to Amami, Leila and Mr. Spell. No, everyone I know has a connection to Bright..."

It's ironic. Because the person I unilaterally hate exists as my friend.

And above all, the irony is the fact that Dahlia also inhabits that same trait.

I feel strange. So now I'm thinking about this alone at the base of someone I think I hate.

There is no Rhue in this place who inspired me to determine the purpose of my journey, and no Reyce who swore to walk with me.

Strange. What can I say... yes' Chigu Hagu '.

The purpose, the relationship, the itinerary and the status quo are, badly, unmeshed.

Moya, Moya, it's getting intense. Is there also fatigue? I then sit back, avoiding it at the edge of the road and making sure it is held by a street tree.

Leave yourself to the feel of an inorganic, but somewhere calming tree that passes on to your back, closing your eyes just a little.

... When has it been the first time I've been alone in the true sense of the word?

It's not a situation where I can see you whenever I want to. I guess that fact is burdening this one's heart with femininity.

Stare at the back of the lid. And I calm my mind, feeling the light that permeates me from beyond the darkness, as if I were entering inside myself.

... Here, what do you do on two feet? What do you do when you're cowardly?

I've come this far, haven't I?

Put the drink back into your weakened self and open your eyes with momentum.

Stand up again as you narrow your eyes to the light you feel just a little dazzled.

"The food and beverage district is almost here."

Relationships that are significantly past noon, or the extent to which few people can barely find themselves coming out of shops that have arrived in that corner and are open without a time zone relationship.

That was the first sight I saw when I reached this food and beverage district.

Anxiety brings sickles to wonder if we can really find a restaurant to visit Dahlia out of this, in the line of restaurants that go so far that we can't see the end of the street.

No, no, no... still have to find it. I think I like the store...

"Though, I've got billboards everywhere... did I see the time wrong"

There were few stores with menus on the table, and even as the direction of the stores was set from the store name, it was "Ludweek's Dining Room" and "Emerald Wing Pavilion", and it was impossible to guess what the stores were serving.

And the storekeepers, they have thunder prints and Chinese style! There was no way, and all this was just a shop that said it was in harmony with nature, made of wood.

Oh, no. Isn't it too personal?

Isn't there an informer or information desk somewhere? A lot of customers will get lost so far.

Start by changing the route from the shop tour to the information desk and looking for a crowded location and continue along the street.

The daytime sales should already be over, but is it the leftover incense from cooking or planting for the evening?

The perfumed smell leaps into the wind and into the nostrils.

I kind of miss that. I can't help but evoke various memories of the previous world.

... That's crazy. How did this happen? Was I so weak?

Oh, yeah. I was always stuck trying not to look weak.

Sometimes I relaxed. I've decided to be myself.

But it's only 'as Caivon'.

... because those two met 'Kaivon'.

And now that those two are gone, I'm gonna insist on calling myself "Caivon."

... Oh, my God. I'm me. Did you even get a little silly homesick?

It doesn't seem, really doesn't seem like it. Right, nervous. It's not even in the pattern, it's making me nervous.

Right. Because this is' I'm moving myself for my purpose '.

It's not for someone. That's what I do to serve my purpose.

I see, are you so nervous that you ignore your status, me?

That's right. I got to go. I haven't tasted this feeling in a long time.

A crossing of one or eight lines or Setouchi who fails or fails.

The anxiety of 'what if you came this far -' when you came just one more step to fulfilling your purpose.

Oh, you've been away from that feeling a long time.

Oh, that's it. This much is just fine.

Re-establish your temper, and move on so that you're just a little drunk on yourself.

Now I can feel this scent, the streets, everything is nostalgic and fresh.

Hmm, Shizuku, is this neighborhood a meat restaurant? If it's near the beginning of the street, there should probably be a concentration of people wishing to 'fill their hunger quickly'.

Right on this street, perhaps a Freedom Knight stuffing? There was a place for armed people to go in and out.

Then - Dahlia won't be around here.

We have to calm down. This is it. Right, a little bit better, get Kang back.

My nose, the analysis, it wouldn't be like this.

"... in times like this, you live the experience of working in that stinking city"

That city that was forcibly building stores on land like a cat's forehead everywhere.

Even over there, this is how I looked at the store, researched it with my head fully spinning, right?

Hey, the air here is awesome if you leave it over there. They even think about it.

"... Hmm. That elf supremacy shop was a mushroom main... but I thought it would be preferable to use forest ingredients."

As we take our feet further, this time the aromatic and somewhere complex scent can come into play.

It can be the smell of simmering the soup, or it can be the scent that sticks around the clear nose of something similar to the cream.

However, because the smell of animality does not mix there, it is likely that there are many mushrooms and vegetable main stores.

From what I can see, the size of the store is slightly larger than before, and there seem to be a lot of elaborate decorations on the signs.

But...

"Is there no reason to go to a luxury store until you get out of the castle?"

This compartment is fine through too. Definitely wouldn't go to a store like this that says, 'Protect your table manners elegantly'. I can't breathe.

And then...

"Is Junk Food... just right? Is that where the Mass Tavern is?

"... come on, don't forget your purpose"

For some reason, the corner of it was terribly distinctive, and every store had a storefront that seemed like a grand appeal to the way they were.

That's the gathering corner of the Mass Tavern. Is there any particular reason why the difference is so pronounced with other compartments?

There's no end to my interest in culture, but it's true that a lot of the shops that I unexpectedly look at would be a good distraction, and this must be where Dahlia visits.

Me too, if things were different, I would have gone thriving here. Right, probably on Monday,

The human being who drinks from this hour is just a little tough, and there's no one there, but even now this exciting feeling is coming up.

If this is the mouth of the night, it will transform you into a dreamy space.

Then while the crowd is low, it will be hard work to pick up a store that Dahlia might like.

Fortunately, if these shops are so full of personalities, they can also understand the tendency to cook to a certain extent.

Even now, there is a shop in front of me with a giant fish specimen as a sign.

This is probably a fish store...... should I pick it up here for once?

That's when he was going back down the street checking out the delicious and delightful shops.

The number of shops was also neglected, when it was time to see the river, the end of the street.

On the bridge over that river, he had a blurry view of the river flowing with one elf with a contemplative face.

Is this time few people pass through this place, there is no such thing as a person other than that person?

And the gloomy air as if you were carrying a shadow and the bent hips as if you were carrying heavy objects on your back.

What, it's like you're still trying to jump into the river.

It was when I accidentally thought of that.

As if this idea had been conveyed, the person began to climb the railings of the bridge.

"Hmm!? Hey, wait!"

Did you hear this one, the person who turned around with a terrible wolf's face?

I don't know how old I am. But you look like your elderly sister.

Scorched blonde hair and blue eyes. But... the neighborhood under my eyes is terrible.

She jumped right over the railing, like she was afraid I'd come near her, and then she went straight to the river.

"You'll make it!

Running the bridge with one leg, reaching out from the gap in the railing and grabbing her arm hard, which was now almost gone from the bridge.

At that moment, the weight of her falling according to gravity passes to her shoulders.

But that's just the specs. Lift with one hand as it is and slowly bring her back onto the bridge as she handles it.

Her face, which reappeared, was colored by deep despair, as if she had given up everything.

... this is suicide after all... pretty beauty I saw... what did you run into such a madness in despair of?

"Why did you stop! Let go of me, human!

"Don't make your life crude. Life is one life for each other with different lifespans. Even human beings know how important it is."

"... there are things in the world that are more important than life!

"He also knows a lot. Just come here. … because I listen to as much as I can."

I know this isn't the case.

But if you've seen it, you can't help it. I'm free till night anyway. Not as good as listening, is it?