—— Hmmm... here we go. What should I do?
I was attacked by a debt taker (?) and paid back (?) and who will I ask to fill the hole in the game of men who apparently escaped... I look over at a few people who sit back in the same space and feel that apparently no one is going to let me in.
Still, not at all, when I speak to Mr. Rex.
"I'm sorry. It's a doctrine that doesn't take over the rest of other people's games. Call me again the next time you start."
Returned that way.
Well, that was in the expected range.
"I don't have a choice, it's a little out of balance, but let's go on for the three of us"
And, voice to the two remaining.
Then a black hairy dog, lying on his body a little further away, woke up in good time and came this way.
Did you have a "knob” you wanted to eat?
I felt like I was going to sit back and stare at my desk and pick up some jerky food.
Mr. El Fione told me, "It's okay not to feed me anything," but from what happened afterwards, it wasn't that I couldn't eat it, it was that I was fine eating it, so when I was spreading the food, I had an implicit rule that if I came by, I would eat it.
I just, unfortunately, haven't had any experience living with dogs, so I don't know what I like. Is this it? and when I ask her how Percy is doing by offering her sausage food, she takes an iterative stance.
—— Wow... Is the sausage hazy? ('△;)
and.
But I don't have any other meat (things) that I think I can go to... Oh, my God.
You want some beans? Like, can you say cheese? I don't care what happens if they say they want alcohol more than that... my gaze comes and goes on the table, no matter what.
but at the next moment, there's an event that blows this wandering psychology away.
"... your husband, if you want a few pairs, I will"
When I heard that voice, I accidentally turned to the dog with a pocan face.
"It's okay. I can take a person's appearance, so even dice can grasp it properly"
The dog who already uttered the word already looked like a person and dexterized the dice with five fingers (?) I also let him pick it.
A dining room in an inn that quiets at once.
A fellow gamer man and woman looking up at a brunette man with a stunned look.
A handsome Mr. Rex who keeps reading without me involved.
A momentum general about to drop a knife on a few untangled travellers staring behind it.
—— Yeah? From this angle of looking up, can't you see it under your forehead?
and hits doubts with an escape from reality with long, colorless eyes hidden from it.
No, no, no, that's not it, shake your head and take a deep breath.
Plus then put it down for a beat.
—— Percy...! You!! You are the guy!!!
Oh, my God.
Did you get this guy "humanized”?!
—— and I can't believe I can speak human language!!!!
I finally caught up with my head. Behaviourally suspicious, I get up and pound and slap a man.
—— Look, he's a real man... (chuckles) Oh, no, is he a male?
"Yo... nice to meet you"
Percy, who said 'let it go' because of the leak of such words for some reason, lowered her back to an empty seat as if nothing had happened... and so the four “adventurer versions of Sugoroku” would resume in an unspeakable atmosphere.
. . . . .
I wanted to be the daughter-in-law of the brave.
Berlina Lacotte, 18, reincarnated from different worlds.
What a warcraft I had with me, in fact, I was able to humanize and so on in speaking human language...
What the hell has been pretending to be a dog before?
——— For now.
Because it seemed like the rain was up outside the window when I noticed it.
Starting tomorrow, I'm going to get in the mood and go after the brave ones!