Homeless Tensei: Isekai De Jiyuu Sugiru Majutsu Jisoku Seikatsu

The main house where the masters live exists on the thirtieth level of the Great Labyrinth.

They used to live in a higher hierarchy, but they moved the residence area on a good opportunity for the child to be born.

- So, the city is spreading before me.

Lined skyscrapers and homes.

Going on the road is to people, to skeletons, to demons, angels.

The race is more chaotic with a mix than the ground.

A restricted area exists in the heart of the big city, where the first Tanaka family still exists.

I didn't know there was such a huge underground city directly beneath Marna.

Without a doubt this fact must amaze the world.

Sometimes it's different from a skeleton in a suit.

When they checked the watch, they raised their hands and parked a cab flying super low.

It's a strange sight to see again and again.

Me and my master go out on the boulevard and stop their feet.

"I told you to give me your pick up."

"Who's coming?"

It's Liz.

One black flying SUV stops.

The sporty design and mirror-like reflective body are cool.

The passenger seat door opens automatically.

"Mm-hmm. I'm here to pick you up"

"I'm sorry. You, too."

"Yes."

I take a breather in the back seat.

In the driver's seat was Liz, the master's wife.

Glossy blue short hair.

She's still beautiful, but she doesn't know what she's thinking. She's expressionless.

My half-eyed eye checked me through the mirror. [M]

"Did your training go well?

"That's a good point. But in this day and age, we don't need that much fighting power. It's all about training and evolution."

"I mean, to develop the ability to be gold, you have to start where you get more choices"

"Well, that's the thing"

I wish you would have said more in oblate about your ability to be gold.

But I understand that both my master and Liz think about me and say it.

In fact, I couldn't really do anything before.

I didn't have the skill to fight because of all the things I didn't expect.

The car stops at a red light.

There was someone very similar to the president who was supposed to have been assassinated fifty years ago in the taxi next door.

Maybe... someone else's. There can't be anybody here who saw it in a textbook.

If that's what you think, Master, you'll get a nasty sweat.

The car departs and breaks through the skyscrapers into a heavily guarded garden.

He ran through the dark green grounds and arrived at the large mansion.

Sounds like Japanese-style architecture to my master.

A huge wooden gate was opened, and behind it was a style building with blackening tiles laid on the roof.

In front of the gate there was a line of demons and warwolves in suits of about ten.

Ten people speak up when they get out of the car.

"Welcome home sir, ma'am!!

"I know you say welcome is good."

"That's not going to happen. How can I apologize to my ancestors if this is the home of Makichi Tanaka, whose name can be blown, and if visitors can lick it?"

"The more the better."

A physically fit warwolf with sunglasses snarls his nose with tiny cute eyes. Exactly. My master seemed to have trouble handling it.

Enter the mansion through the front door.

It smells good from somewhere and I can't help but think of a salivation.

The master who looked back was smiling.

Are you hungry?

"Yeah well. But I'd like to get back to the ground as soon as possible."

"Don't be so hasty. Your parents would be surprised if you went home dressed like that."

"Ah."

Well, I seem to be dirty and horrible right now.

You can't go home like this, can you?

"Come and take a bath first. I'll tell you what's coming when we eat."

"Okay. All right, I'm coming."

I've had a few baths in the mansion, so I knew it was on my own.

More concerned than that are the men who follow them from behind.

"Um, I'll let you in alone."

"What are you talking about? If you were my husband's apprentice, you wouldn't look like our brother. Besides, I am Pelo's descendant, which means I am also a distant relative to you. Let the men shed their skin and deepen their rapport."

"Hih."

Black-haired warwolf laughs nicely.

The strong men grabbed both arms and forcibly took them to the bathroom.

In the meantime, she takes off her clothes and washes her body with a towel that was a foam.

It feels strange to be washed in the back by the inflexible men.

It's slightly awkward because it makes me like this every time I come here.

Soak in the hot tub and finally calm down.

Side, excuse me.

"Go ahead."

Mr. Saburo of Warwolf sank his body directly beside him.

He's basically a good guy, but he's a little forceful, isn't he?

"So, what are you doing back on the ground?"

"In the meantime, I'd like to see my family and tell them you're safe."

"Ha, you'd be surprised how unusual you are"

"Have you changed that much?

I think it's pretty muscular, but I don't think it's changed that much.

Or did you make a lot of changes just because you didn't realize it yourself?

"I don't know if you mean the liver is seated. I don't like the look and feel of it."

"Eyes... I think it's the way it always is"

My face on the hot water was just like before.

But do you have the impression that you've only succeeded a little bit?

"You're coming back."

"Apparently so."

"Then next time you'll make out with our daughter."

"Not at all."

Saburo's daughter means Warwolf, right?

It's a little out of my taste. No, pretty much.

Unfortunately, I'm not in the mood. [M]

Then we took a bath in a conversation that didn't even bother us.

Tons of dishes placed on a large long desk.

My tea bowl was served with rice. [M]

"Come on, eat a lot. There's as much of it as there is."

"Thank you"

Elna, the master's wife, smiles full face.

He drips tied blonde hair off his shoulder and wears an apron with a cute dog patch on it.

An ideal wife who is homely, gentle and beautiful and has nothing to say about it.

Honestly, I envy the master who was able to marry Mr. Erna.

I just eat her meat potatoes. [M]

"Hey, it's Him!

"Good! Yeah, yeah, eat this pickle too! I tried new vegetables this time!

Crisp and exquisite salt gas. It goes well with rice.

I knew Mr. Erna was nice.

My master put the chopsticks down.

"As we talked, I'm going to have you back on the ground from now on. But I'm not just saying I'll put it back. I'm bored. So I'm going to give you a challenge."

"Is it a challenge"

"Um, one is to defeat Clarice Tanaka, the Tanaka family warrant lady, in a duel. The other thing is to get within 10th place in a regular exam."

"Ugh!?

It's impotent. Clarice is one of the best in the Tanaka clan.

Plus, I can't believe I'm within 10th place in regular exams. I don't care what you think.

Look at me like this. I'm retarded, and I can't exercise. No, you can't.

"If one of you fails, I'll have you fight five Modkies as a punishment"

"Terrible!"

I've had so much trouble knocking one down, and now I don't really have five.

Absolutely not. I don't want to fight.

"The delicious food gets cold. Eat well."

"... Yes"

I resumed my meal with a blue face. [M]