"We'll give you this."

It was a piece of paper that was given to me by Michele on behalf of the Great Eaters.

It says something by hand but I can't read it at all. Sometimes I'm studying, but before that, the letters seem dirty.

"This is a pledge to do anything when you have to."

Short explains it to me, but even if it doesn't have anything like this, you can do anything if you give it to me for frying. But thank you, I'll let you take it.

"Master Hackon, I need this ring from you. This is a ring passed down from generation to generation to my clan and also a testament to my pledge of eternal loyalty. I'm going to give it to someone I've recognized."

Heavy! Too heavy, Michelle!

This isn't an easy gift to accept, is it? No, I have trouble staring at you with those moist eyes.

"Can't you?"

"Ah, thank you"

I can't believe it, let's take it. You can give it back when you settle down later.

"From us we have one seed of a crop created by Mr. Hatake by condensing the flavors. This is delicious enough to blow your consciousness even if grown in normal soil, so taste it sometime."

The seeds that Kikoyu gave us will also make us look forward to being human.

Now I have a gentle grin as to whether I have forgotten my worries. I hope my troubles disappeared just at this time.

At one time I was worried that I shouldn't go back to being a human, but worrying itself seemed ridiculous when I was so offered the pleasure of returning.

One day when I get back, I'll let you use a gift from everyone.

"You're lame with me for the rest. I've been thinking about what's good, I've been able to do it lately. Take this!

What Hulumi brought from the back of the tent was a backpacker. It looks sturdy because it looks more robust than what I have been using, and the area where the wear and tear is likely to be severe is reinforced with metal.

"It enhances the telescopic function of the fastening string, so it should be able to handle sudden changes in shape."

That won't help. Occasionally I can feel like I could be shaken off when I make a form change, so with this I can safely change at any time.

"Uh, well, at the end of the day, we don't. A gift from us…"

Rummis pulled two tired tables once he pulled in the back. There is a white cloth over it, and it seems to be a semi-circular shape a meter in diameter.

"This is it!

When I removed the cloth, there were two huge birthday cakes there.

It says Hackon in local language there, and I think the letter below is probably "Congratulations". The other one is Kikoyu, right?

Kikoyu standing alongside me staring at the cake with her eyes shining.

"Remember the book I got earlier during the Miss Dungeon contest where you had a celebratory painting and you asked Hackon what this was?

Oh, that time. You had a corner like clothes to wear for your birthday, and you explained birthday cake and what they were doing.

"Welcome"

"I definitely decided then to make this for Hackon's birthday. Uh, happy for you?

"Ugh, thank you."

I didn't expect to meet birthday cakes in different worlds. Seems like a simple shortcake to me. One large candlestick stands on top.

Well, am I a year old in the other world?

It's polite for a girl not to touch the number of candles in Kikoyu.

"Then I'll turn off the tent lights"

The magic prop lights were brilliantly lit, but when they went out, the candlestick light gently illuminated the cake.

"Kikoyu, Hakkon, can you blow this off?

Oh, I'll take care of it. It's a form change.

I blew the wind out of the tip of the nozzle when I became a coin vacuum cleaner.

Only the candlestick fire goes out because it regulated its power, and the area is surrounded by darkness. Looks like Kikoyu blew it off safely too.

"Happy Birthday to you both!

I was about to cry as the applause poured down. Thanks for the machine body... I almost had to worry about a leak if it had the ability to make me cry.

I couldn't believe that my happiness as a person when I was reborn into a vending machine meant that I would never visit it again, but that I could have a fuller day than I had ever been.

From then on, Ramisu, we've all had our handmade treats, and the drinks I took out are keeping the place from packing up.

I handled a variety of liquors in the battle against the double ghosts, but it may have been a bad idea to offer alcoholic liquors as well as then. and reflected, but it is a later festival.

"Golls. Oh, I like her, but I'm messing with you. Then, hey. You're my best buddy. Ahhh."

"Okay, okay,"

Gollus lightly embellishes the carios where drunkenness turns and becomes tangled.

I also thought that what she was able to do would create certainty, but she seemed to have a good relationship and I was horrified. And don't look at them with the kind of eyes you'd expect while eating a ton of food, Scoe. Because it's not that way.

"This dish is delicious, Grandpa"

"Can you pack it if you have extra? I want to feed my grandchildren."

"I want my kids to eat me, so I want them to take me home too"

The old couple and the gardener are impressed as they pound their tongues on the cooking.

Apparently, the dishes lined up at the table were handmade by Ramisu and made by Suori to a dedicated cook. And the supplier of ingredients is Kikoyu. Damn, I'm sorry I can't eat you.

"Hey, don't be shy! We're losing everyone's share!

"It's not convincing to hold a dish in your hands and say it. That's mine!

"Pell, calm down. Heh heh heh heh"

Oh, Shui and the Big Eaters are pouring in the dishes while they fight.

This development seems to have been predictable, with a pile of high-calorie dishes on a separate table to isolate them.

"Ahhh, this alcohol, it's good throat and slightly sweet, so my kids are going to take it. We need to talk business with Mr. Hackon."

Mr. Shirley's color is doubling when he gets drunk.

The words and actions are glossy and the gaze of both men is nailed. Chairman Bear and the Big Eaters don't seem to be interested in it because of the race.

"Master, Master, I can do anything for my master! I'm ready to give my body and mind! Don't throw it away if you're returned to the human race. No, no."

I have a drunken apprentice crying and talking to the tent strut but let it go.

"I want to drink that beautiful drink too!

"No. They say alcohol affects the brain when it is consumed from a young age. Drink at the right age."

"No, no, no. I want to drink that!

"How about this drink? Sweet and cuddly and delicious."

The black clothes are pushing hard to keep the souri intrigued by the liquor I prepared.

By the way, he can drink when he's over fifteen in this world. It's not that age limits are set, but they're so widespread as common sense.

"The next invention is amazing. Ooh. Hackon, look at you, too. Uh, I can't talk about me. Otherwise, this way. Phew."

Hulumi is saying something as he sits on the ground and hits his forehead on my back. He seems completely drunk and suspicious of Lu Rhythm, and doesn't seem to understand what he's talking about.

"Hacko on, how are you? No. We're so healthy."

Ramisu came with a can of Xu Hai in one hand. Her face was bright red and she was drunk no matter where she looked from.

When he came this way with a thousand feet, he scowled where there was nothing, and he followed me.

"Hehe, Hackon, I feel so cold"

Slipping my cheeks around my body. My body is on fire, so I think the iron body feels cool.

"Enjoying it? We'd love to."

You'll see about that. I'm having fun too, I think so from the bottom of my heart.

"Welcome"

"Good. I've always wondered if it was really annoying."

It's a big stretch and it's on me.

Sounds like you're close to the limit already. It also seems that people who are already drunk and eating down continue to do so. I'll hang them all on my stomach with a bath towel later. I wonder if I can figure it out if I play it off well in "The Junction".

"Hackon, I'm listening."

"Welcome"

"I don't know if we'll ever do this together again, ever."

"Welcome"

"Even if we can't go back to being human, we can do it together. Hey, I know."

"Welcome"

"If you don't mind me saying something other than a little welcome, the girl's gonna run away."

Ugh, if I was returning a one-patterned reply, I'd give it a no.

I don't care if you expect me to turn to those moist eyes. I didn't like these occasions even in my lifetime, so why not?

"I want you to say something."

Damn, I'm getting drunk. I feel like I'm losing at a time when I think these are cute too.

You want me to say something? Let's summon my shallow knowledge and choose the most deserving word in an occasion like this. With reference to drama and comics, pick out words that look like it.

All right, I'm a little embarrassed, but it's settled. And then the words are limited, so combine them well, and they're done.

"Oh, my God."

"Tatsuka-ai"

"Yes."

What do you say, this dialogue!

I think a handsome guy in some kind of comic book said it while walldonning. Now, with these words that squeeze beyond the limits, so does Ramis.

"Mm-hmm... sooo, hackon"

I was asleep. Oh, yeah, I knew it, you ochi. Instead, I should be glad they didn't ask. It was a hell of a word when I thought about it calmly, this is blush-level gossip.

No one seems to be nearby, and I was helped to get you to sleep.

"You heard me, Hackon."

When the shadow of the floor rose, there was the black figure of the golden pika coat, the chairman of darkness.

Come on, you were lurking in the shadows! I didn't expect this person to ask me too. He's like a moving loudspeaker, so he's going to be spreading throughout the settlement tomorrow.

"Cool. Yeah. No words. Do you mind if I use it next time? Uh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. A man would have to say one of the words that fascinates a woman, yeah, yeah."

"Thanks"

That's someone who surprisingly understands the story. Someone who prefers to make fun of me or tease me or gag me, but I need to review just a little bit to see if I can tell the difference as a proper adult.

As a result, the noisy and enjoyable evening went on.

The next day. When you do business as usual,

"Hackon, do you have a drink that works for that hangover?"

"Ask for the same one"

A brilliantly drunk gatekeeper combo arrived yesterday.

Looks like you're putting your hands on your forehead and enduring a headache. Sell a hangover set of sports and nutrition drinks to two people.

"Oh, thank God. If you don't have a refreshing head, you'll have momentum, and you'll look lovely drunk, because you're going to be so mouth-watering."

"Hey, Carios. I told you to shut up."

Hmm? Carios, what did you just say? That dialogue sounds familiar.

"Are you there?"

"Stay."

Setting the audio low and speaking, Carios has a pulled grin.

I stopped moving by hitting a pet bottle on the back of Carios' head and back of his knees trying to escape.

"Yeah, well, okay! I'll tell you everything! The Dark Chairman was happily telling everyone on his way home. Give me a little play."

Seems pretty sure because Golls is snorting. Whoa, whoa, there's no Dark Chairman. I wonder where the story of keeping it a secret traveled. I have to thank you properly next time.

"Look, I told you honestly, just do me the usual favor, Hackon"

You can take the cold rice noodles, the cold corn soup and the coke that swings around with "Mind Power". Let's give Golls his usual.

"What, Hackon, this isn't... No, fine, yes"

I was about to say something, so I made a form change to a tall vending machine and looked down, and it seemed like I swallowed the words.

As they walked away for a while, a black shadow came from the other side.

What is this about summer bugs flying and in the fire?

"Hackon, even today. Yeah, the weather. Something to soothe you."

You seem to think I don't know. I'm in a good mood.

"Welcome"

I'll take care of it. When I put the coke in the receiver's mouth, I went on to drop the stick candy next to it. Then, open the cap of the coke with "Mind Power" before getting it out of the extraction port, put about two candies inside and close it quickly.

I gave it to the Dark Chairman with a face that I didn't eat.

"This is sloppy. It's exciting and besides, I think it's black as well as mine. Do you want some?"

As soon as the lid is opened, the coke bursts out, and the chairman of darkness becomes coke everywhere as he aims.

"Oh, my God."

"Come on."

"There he is."

When I said that, I felt like the chairman of the wet darkness had a bitter laugh.