Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

The time is a delicate time before noon. It's still a bit early to prepare for the rice.

Return home from underground,

"Becomes"

I was astounded by those in Kotatsu.

One is our god. A cat with golden long hair (but no hair loss because it is a god). My belly is out and my upper body is out of the kotatsu.

The other is a female lion.

I am half-body out of the kotatsu and relaxing like a cat.

Is there a lion in another world, no, in this city, no, why in my house?

"Soya. At last, what did you talk to the dwarves for a long time?"

And my god.

"Let's talk about dwarves, adventurers talk about armor since ancient times."

And a lion who does not know.

That's a voice I've heard. Maybe

"Gladvain-sama?"

"Yes. Oh yeah, do you see this figure for the first time?"

Gradvain in the form of a lion comes out of the kotatsu and stretches out.

"I don't remember human figures. This figure is sometimes good."

The light bursts back to the usual Gladvein.

Amazoness. A figure like The Woman Warrior. Healthy tan skin with long wavy blonde hair. A dignified and fearless face. Eyes with strong will.

Stunning abs appear in the highleg outfit. The muscles of the limbs are also supple but thick and strong. It was a bit cold today, so I wore a cloak on my shoulder and a big sword on my hip.

A woman with a dignified physique. As is expected, God of war, God of battle.

"It's unusual. What's going on?"

Lana is still training in her dormitory today. That's why I went if called.

"Um, it's today."

"?"

Gladvain shuts her mouth.

The light bursts, and Misranica takes the form of a person.

A beautiful woman in a black dress with a large back. Long glossy wet black hair and a cute cheeky look. Thin and delicate limbs, and somehow barefoot.

A small god compared to the war god. It looks like a Japanese vampire.

"You guys want to eat ramen."

"Eh, ramen?"

Then I would be able to eat at other stores without me coming.

"Um, it's my embarrassing story, but the restaurant near the dormitory made ramen, which has become a reputation. He seemed to have failed to season it, and he and his whole family were able to bow down. It was rice to eat in such a situation.

I'm sorry.

Iiya people.

"It's obvious that the leader is a warrior in a group of men. It's going to shake my cooking skills.

"Nu, nu"

Gladvain growls.

Mislanika came to me and listened.

(Soya, treat him to the ramen, but give it to your concubine.

(Yes, yes.)

She has a cute but evil face.

"Gradvain, will you make ramen, what would you like?"

"I ask for the ramen served in flames. I can't just say that God is on par with human cooking."

"Okay, then you have soup and you can do it right away."

Return the two gods to the kotatsu, and I'm in the kitchen.

Reheat the ready-made ramen soup, fill the pot with water and heat.

Think about what to do, and if you want to serve it to Gladvain, take out the chunks of char siu and slice it luxuriously.

Take out the combined miso from the jar and take the bowl. Drop some flavor oil and a little vinegar.

And for Misranica, add a small bowl of soy sauce and garlic-based sauce in addition to miso. Add roasted char siu, fried onions, and dried fish powder.

Next, slice the leek, rub it with salt and leave it alone.

Plenty of raw noodles are put in boiling water.

Measure the time with an hourglass.

Put the warm soup in a bowl and adjust while adding seasonings while tasting. Take out the spicy miso jar and wait for the noodles.

Oh, right.

"Mislanica-How do you drink?"

"A moderately expensive guy."

"Confirmed"

Open the cupboard and choose sake. I don't know the taste or taste of sake, so I put a price label on the sake at home.

Mislanica-like height is about 5 silver coins.

The contents of the sake bottles of the gold coin class are considerably reduced. Who are you drinking

Hold two glasses and a bottle of six silver coins and place them on the kotatsu table.

"Soya, I want to refrain from drinking. I'm sorry."

"Then the concubine will drink for the guests."

Surprisingly, Gladvain doesn't seem to be able to drink. Although it looks strong.

Then, bring a substitute and pour it into a glass.

"Gradvain, sweet but try it"

"this is?"

"It's a drink from another world. It doesn't contain alcohol."

It is a diluted doctor pepper.

"I hate it, my concubine"

"I hate carbonation, aren't you? It's more wine than ale."

"I don't like crackling!"

It is a childish opinion, but he is a god who drinks well.

"Oh, I don't hate you."

Gladvain drinks at a stretch and pours it by hand.

I returned to the kitchen with the sound of the boiling pot.

The hour when the hourglass just falls off. Harden the noodles, scoop them up in a colander, drain them, and sink the noodles with chopsticks into the soup of Gladvain. Barbecued pork is lined up with no gaps, and spicy miso in the center.

Misranika-like noodles are exposed to water and tightened, then drained and then another bowl.

Wash the chopped leek with water and place on top. Boiled eggs on a separate plate as a side menu.

"OK"

It is completed.

"I made you wait ~"

"Slow, Sawyer"

"No, it's early."

My god who hurries and the war god who is not so.

Put the ramen on the kotatsu.

"First, the ramen of Gladvain-sama. It's char-shoo noodles. There are noodles and soup under the meat. Please eat spicy miso as you like."

"Um, Sawyer"

That's Gradvain. I am in trouble.

It's a different reaction than I thought.

"Eating isn't just about meat. It's a good balance of vegetables and cereals, meat and soup."

"………………Yes"

That's right.

Because it was a war god, it was a simple idea that meat was good when it came out.

"I can't help it. My concubine eats some meat."

The god of wrongdoing takes three charshoo and soaks it in his soup.

"That's complicated for me, huh? Hey, Mislanica. What's your ramen?"

"Huhhhhhhh, what is this?-Those who live in town are new ramen that no one has eaten yet."

My god of drooling and face.

"A new ramen. No, ramen is new enough."

"Cook cook, not yet. This" tsukemen "is an advanced form of ramen. So to speak, your concubine is eating your future."

Not really.

Mislanica, you can't drink hot soup with your cat's tongue.

"Look, first, scoop this noodles."

Misrunica uses chopsticks with unfamiliar hands. When you grab the noodles. Put it in the soup, put your mouth close to the bowl, and eat it out.

lovely.

How to eat ramen of our god, super cute. My god is super cute.

"Where is Sawyer. Why is Misranica eating out of sticks?"

"Chopsticks. A substitute for spoons and forks used in my country."

"Soya, I will eat with it.

"Oh, yes.

Put down the spoon fork, stand up, pick up the chopsticks and go back.

"Please, mother."

"Um. Before that, Sawyer, I'll use it and show it."

"Huh? Yes."

For the time being, hold the chopsticks in a general way and hold a piece of Misranika-like char siu. When I brought it to my mouth, it melted the sweet and spicy taste and almost ascended.

"Soya!

"I'm hungry too."

"Next, if you steal meat from your concubine, you'll play a lot of mischief when you're asleep!"

Rather please.

"Um, which"

When Gradvain steals the chopsticks from me, she eats ramen without any means.

"Oh, this meat. It resembles the kakuni that you made before. Wouldn't it be great if there were such meat?"

Next, sip the Churuchuru noodles.

"Eh, mother. Where do you use chopsticks?"

"I saw and remembered you now. This is good for fingertip training. I'll use it in my dormitory."

Chopsticks have debuted in another world.

"So what about the taste of ramen?"

"Um, it's delicious. There's no taste of the rice you cooked. Lana and Ayre are basically just that."

Is my sister a belly peko character elsewhere?

"Soya, the eggs are probably soft-boiled?"

Misranika stabs the boiled egg with chopsticks.

"Of course, it's soft."

"Um, good, kana"

Misulunica bites soft-boiled eggs and sucks yolks.

Our god loves soft-boiled eggs. It's completely a child's taste.

"I like the lancel guy because he likes hard. He always eats hard when he eats the knobs. Hardness is not good. What a plump thing in this trolley yolk."

Our god is smiling in various ways. I want to hug me from behind and rub my cheeks. I do not do it because it looks like a criminal. I can bear it.

"Well, this is the two-legged bird's egg with air?"

"Ah, do you feel like a mum?"

"No, not at all. When I was on the left continent, I ate anything other than humans to burn it. Generally, it is a central practice not to eat bipedal birds. Not something. "

"really"

I did not know. So, according to the imported customs, did everyone treat chickens as ridiculous?

Mother picked the soft-boiled egg with chopsticks and put one in her mouth.

"Oh, this is delicious. The yolk is thicker and tastes better than the big egg.

"Then I'll make a lot and bring it."

Now that there is soy sauce, it's easy.

Mother eats ramen smoothly. It didn't seem flattery and it was really delicious.

Misranika-sama continues to eat ramen. I have no choice but to handle chopsticks. Sometimes, I'll wipe my mouth.

Some motherhood seems to sprout.

"Speaking of birds"

A word to me after my mother roasted char siu.

"It's a custom that doesn't eat the bipedal bird, but it's the one that the central sister god has shed. Well, you know, you have a name."

Misranika tossed her for a troubled mother.

"Is it a debt?"

"That's debt sister!"

Mother said, "That's it! ] And chopsticks.

"That god of punishment. It's more of a money lender and a collection god than a business."

"Even if not, is it Mineva sister god?"

"Oh, was that name?"

Mother nodded no matter what.

Mineva sister gods such as the night owl Gravius are often bipedal birds. Or rather, it's fundamental, why is God looking like an animal?

If you want to listen,

"Hmm?"

Don, don, don.

The door of the house is knocked violently. No, it's a kicking sound rather than a knock.

With the two gods eating ramen, I welcomed the guests.

"Yes"

Opening the iron door, there was a dancer.

Long, beautiful black hair with dark skin. Clear eyes and obsidian eyes. The slender, lean body, like an elf, wore a sensational dancer costume.

Exotic Middle Eastern costume. The underwear is colored with glittering jewels, and the thin skirt shows slender limbs.

It's still cold outside, so the mismatch is terrible.

"I'm sorry, maybe wrong"

I closed the door.

Surely someone in the neighborhood called for the birthday party and came here by mistake.

"Hey! Open it! Open it!

Dancer kicks the door violently.

Something scary. Who are you?

"Hey? Who?"

"A strange person goes outside"

I was worried by my mother.

"Oh, Sawyer. I'll open it."

"Eh, are you acquaintances?"

Are you related to Misulonica? Is my god, a friend?

"I know you"

"e?"

I don't know that person. Well, why not open it?

When I open the door again,

"Fun!"

The dancer gave me belly bread.

"Itsuu ~"

He doesn't seem to be used to hitting people. She seems to have a wrinkled wrist.

"Which one?"

"Hah ?! I'll skip you!"

Do you say it after hitting?

"Ah, God is visiting now. If you make a noise, go outside."

"I'm a god!

"Eh, who?"

I don't know.

I have no memory of contracting with the dancer god.

"Gravius! Gravius of the night owl!"

"Huh ... what?"

I can't swallow it.

That owl is a dancer.

“You!

The dancer (Gravius) points to her mother.

Mother glances and ignores and eats ramen.

"I heard you! You were swearing! And in front of my kin!"

"Now, Sawyer. Did I do that?"

I thought there was a word of debt sister,

"No, nothing. What's up with the dancer?"

"I'm a dancer! Ah, the barbarians who haven't made a contract with you, which one is more important?"

What's more important, "Family or me? ].

I'm in trouble.

"Ryo, both are important, and mother is the god who contracts with my wife."

"Well, the most important thing is the concubine."

Mislanica stabs it. Please keep silent as you are going to be in trouble.

"Louuuuuu"

Despite being an owl-shaped god, Gravius growls like a dog.

Very grumpy. Now what to do with this.

"Ah, does Gradius also eat ramen?"

Offer food and raise your religion's religion.

"Ramen? I'm the poor food that Barbarian and Hagami are eating?"

"It's delicious. For debt gods, I don't know how good it is."

"I borrowed again!"

Stop the religious war here.

"A little Sawyer. If you want me to feed you, make it better than them!

"Is it expensive? The price of ramen is also stated in the recipe so that it can be less than 9 coins per meal. "

Lemuria's pork is cheap, so even with a lot of char siu noodles, the material cost does not reach four copper coins. Is it about 6 to 8 copper coins to sell?

"Fugyu!"

I was offended by an owl-like threat.

She can be turned around and strangled.

"Religion! I have no religion! I'll cut my contract! I'm good!"

"I'm in trouble"

I voluntarily shaken because I had no power.

But it's hard to get my contract expired. It has helped me a lot, and most of all, I may be cut off from Zava Shokai.

What should I do.

But I have no more chest than my sister. On the back there is only the rugged feel of the jewel. Because of that, my thoughts calm down.

"Oh, Mr. Gravius. There was high ramen. Sorry."

"It's late! This stupid!

"... Gravius, your personality is completely different than usual."

"I'm just here. That's such a trick. I'm not a fool."

Mother looks with white eyes.

"I'll get the ramen, so please go away."

"Oh no! If you leave me, you're going to be swearing in the shadows!"

Gabari and Gravius came over.

With both hands on the neck and feet on the waist, there is no help for it, so I went down to the basement and collected cup noodles.

Makina and Zorzogo had already gone outside from another exit.

Really, I didn't want to be seen.

Return to the kitchen, boil hot water, add hot water to cup noodles, and put it on the kotatsu.

At last, Mr. Gravius left.

"This furniture is also poor. It's a bit of a country barbarian.

She complains to her mother about trying to enter the kotatsu.

“……………”

Mother silently kicks Gravis.

"It's painful! I've kicked Saoya!"

"Okay, Mr. Gravius. This is a bedding where everyone is close together."

"Buuuuuu"

Although it is an owl, it raises a voice like a piglet.

Reluctantly, I put my feet on the kotatsu a little. I was able to pass that feeling well until now. She has a more personality than Maria.

Is it exotic?

"Mu, Sawyer"

Mislanika stops her eyes on cup noodles. He seemed to be absorbed in the tsukemen and was not in the eyes.

"What is it different from the ramen you brought from a foreign country?"

"I made this material.

It's just a matter of forcing prices.

"Huhhun, spend a small coin on a small meal. This is a tribute to God. A meal that looks like you are poor."

"Mislanica, let me soak the noodles in the soup."

"Oh, good, but we're bringing another char siu."

"I don't do it"

“…………… Listen.”

Gravius looks a little cute.

I don't know! Open the cup noodle lid, insert a spoon fork,

"Toppa Cha!"

We are surprised by heat and take away nearby cup and drink down.

Are you a cat tongue too?

"Hey Sayah! What's this! If it's hot, stay hot!"

"Do you know what it looks like?"

There seems to be hot steam.

"I understand. You're surprised!

I'm doing noodles.

I ate a little surprised noodles. After that, the soup was bitter.

"Huh, huh. I'm not doing it. Okay, it's delicious. Okay.

"Yes, thankyou"

Gravius eats ramen more frankly than Misulanika.

Gee, mother was watching it. I am screaming.

(Mother, I'll give you a souvenir)

(Um, I'll ask)

My ears were pulled like Gravius.

"Oh, hiding in me again"

Something isn't around.

"Is it because you drank the sake of my concubine?"

"This is such a strong sake"

"I've been reduced again."

There is a crying upper door. What happened.

Gravius drinks misranika's liquor directly from the bottle with the cup noodles over there.

"Really, it's no good in the center right now.

Did something happen to her in the Central Continent?

"Well, um. Sawyer. It was a very delicious rice."

Mother drinks soup cleanly. Empty the bowl. Another boiled egg to close the mouth.

"Next was air ----"

And the iron door rings again.

"N, good first."

"I'm sorry."

Hold the mother once, at the door again.

A small, unobtrusive knock.

"Yes, who are you?"

There was a dancer again.

This time, a woman with white skin. She has long red hair and a sober look, but her chest is about the same as Lana. The limbs are neither thin nor thick. Just a good normal feeling. It's a good sense of familiarity.

When I first met, I felt no tension or distance. I feel like a friend for ten years.

Ordinarily, God is an inaccessible person.

Hmm? Why did I feel like God?

"Mr. Sawyer. Sorry, isn't my sister in the way?"

"Maybe Meltvius?"

It is a god of a company.

"Oh, did you understand?"

"Yes, somehow"

Nuance-like.

Because it's the second time.

"I've been thinking for a long time. You and I are“ fit together. ”The heart, the soul, and the deep part are connected.

"Eh, huh."

I don't feel bad if God says so.

Because the god of the city rejected the contract long ago.

"So what about signing a contract with me? It is rare that a couple of Gods are contracted from Mineva Sister God. I will also give you a privilege that can not be said to my sister. ''

Japanese people are weak when you hear the privilege.

"Can you tell me more?"

"Fufu, I went to a quiet place.

When Meltwius-like eyes glow suspiciously,

"Fuyan!"

She squeezed the milk to Misranika who appeared from below and shouted.

"Soya, I'll teach you for later. If you put a woman with such a hand on the floor, you'll be exhausted until it dries out. Be careful."

"Yes, yes."

What are the benefits?

I am worried about it.

"Hi, hi!

"The guys are going to place the boys properly. Well, I'll make some rice too."

"Confirmed"

Go to the kitchen for a new god.

Also, ramen has no art. The number of people has increased, and is it OK to use a pot?

Add dried shiitake mushrooms from another world to vegetable soup for ramen and use it as a soup stock. Stir in cabbage with a little wilted cabbage. Simple, but capped and set on fire.

Looking at the glimpses of the gods, we are chatting with Wai Wai.

It's a smile to see that God is on good terms.

But, well, it's just women and gorgeous.

I want you to mix it. I want to be sandwiched.

Waiting for the street of the pot fire,

"Soya, you're another customer"

"Yes"

The door is knocked again.

When I opened it, I was standing by an elf male. Lana was wearing a white robe in front of her, and of course she was a beautiful elf because she was an elf.

In a rude way, it's an elves.

"Hello, son-in-law"

"Maybe, Essus?"

"That's it"

It was my wife's god.

"It looks like God is gathering beside the son-in-law. I want to participate. You brought this souvenir."

Handed the basket he was carrying.

Inside, there are many wild plants and mushrooms.

"I'm sorry for this. I'll prepare rice inside soon."

"No, I'm sorry. I'll bother you."

Guide Esus to Kotatsu, the goddess.

"Hey, there's an elf. Let's pour sake."

"Well, the elf. You were a forest keeper, of course. What kind of flooring are the elves doing in the forest? I'm really worried."

Are you alright? Especially Mineva sisters.

Aside, go to see the pot.

I added both mushrooms and wild plants.

"Onito, how about this?"

"Oh, tomatoes, bad lars, cheese?"

A golem sleeping in a flower pot gave me a nice tomato. Six of them are bigger than my fist.

Did you grow up in such an underground vegetable garden? Penn, no better.

"What is it?"

"Oh, I'm talking normally."

Lars was speaking normally. By the way, the situation is different from usual. Large sprout grew on the head. It's like a samurai chonmage.

"Even if you don't, is it Ukazor?"

It is a god that the party members have contracted.

Originally like a Japanese samurai.

"Um, yeah. I feel nostalgic smell. Can I be a treat?"

"of course"

"I can't help"

Did you summon it with miso and soy sauce?

Lukas's body, Lukas, walked with potote and went into the kotatsu.

Esus is being crushed by Mineva sisters. If you go deeper into it, you may end up with a religious war. I do not see anything.

When adding tomatoes and cheese to the pot and watching it,

"Soya. Is it a little better?"

"Yes, add a knob?"

Mother came to the kitchen.

"I want to eat what was in the air before. It's like udon. Can you ask if it's not difficult?"

"Is it udon ..."

It is not impossible, but it is troublesome while looking at the pot.

"The concubine will teach you how to make it. You should make it yourself."

"Oh, that's good."

Mislanika also comes and makes a proposal.

Mother took it easy. When did my god learn how to make udon? Always asleep, but did you really see our cooking scene?

Misulunika takes out flour, water, salt, and a rolling pin and mixes them quickly on the workbench.

My God is the God who does when he does it. I always sleep when I don't. In other words, you can leave it to me.

The pot is boiling, so put the miso away from the fire. Adjust and add good salt and plum.

The pot is completed.

Take a pot grab and bring it to the kotatsu. Completed with a plate and a spoon fork.

"It's a hot pot in a different world. Please eat it as you like."

"Oh, is this a dish of miso made by our children?"

Jesuit cheers.

"Miso or hot pot, everything is nostalgic"

Ukazole-sama screamed. I don't understand my facial expression because my body is a golem. Or is it okay to eat with that body?

"I'm poor again. Sawyer, Annya's dishes are generally poor!"

"Yes, sister. If you have a complaint, don't eat it."

Leaving the finished Gravius, Melvius separates the pot from other gods. Is this god taking the initiative at a drinking party? I can do it.

"Groom, son-in-law, come next door."

"What is it?"

I was called by Jesuit, so I will come next to Kotatsu.

"So what is it? What is Raualuna? I was so proficient and confident that there was no morality in the woods. The elf's cloudy eyes would be a ugly woman, but Him would be a good enough woman "

"No matter how it is said, only as such"

Are you a relative's uncle?

"I'm glad it was" somewhat good ". The son-in-law also seemed to be so proficient, so I thought," Yet. "

This is a troubled topic.

"Eruhu, I'm out of alcohol!"

"Hahahaha, it's very poisonous if you don't moderate it."

Jesuit pours alcohol again to Gravius.

I'm really sorry for something. My contracted god.

"Let's eat Sawyer!"

Meltvius will put my part on the plate.

Sorry for another meaning.

"Yes, please, dwarf gods in the countryside."

"Um, sorry servant"

For a moment, I felt like killing was flowing. Meltvius also turned the plate on Ukazole. Just for everyone.

There are still some ingredients in the pot, but for now,

"I have you"

Me and Ukazor join hands and try to eat the pot.

“………………”

I stopped my chopsticks at the debt sister and the Elf's bedkeeper.

Ukazol eats a hot pot.

"Groom, which God is praying?"

"e?"

"Sonyano, we guys!"

Gravius is drooling. It is in the way. Later, it smells alcoholic.

"Mr. Sawyer. Maybe to me?"

"wrong"

Meltwius-sama, almost nothing to do.

The unseen ukazol-sama stops eating and tells other gods.

"This is not a prayer. I am grateful. The animals and plants that separated the flesh, those who took them, those who raised them, those who cooked them, and those who slept on the plates. I thank them all. I can't do anything that I can't lie with God, so I always live humbly and gratefully. "

"Hoo"

The gods of the different world shout,

"It's a strange idea"

And aligned.

"After all ..."

Ukazole gives up the pot in a tone.

Ezus also talks to Ukazol while eating a pot.

"Small god, it's weird. If you give thanks, you should be the god of origin."

"But then there would be no consideration for those working below."

"Even if you look at the insects that crawl on the ground, people do not advance. Only by looking at the top can civilization advance and prosper."

"So, is that prosperity still there?-Long-eared people."

On a slightly strange topic.

"Prosperity and decline are the phases of the moon, and our tribes are also glorious."

"Elves are declining because they are arrogant. The living and the prosperous, but the one who cannot abandon foolishness will not prosper again."

"Small god ... Is my tribe foolish?"

The air gets worse.

By the way, even in such a piercing air, the speed of eating both does not change. Eating a rattling pot.

Do you know the taste? I'd like an impression.

"Okay, there's such an elf."

Meltvius-sama split me in.

Helped. I want to be there at the banquet.

"Don't get too sick, debt goddess"

But Jesus returns as if he had changed.

"How many years and humans have been sacrificed to pay the debts you left? If you are poorly done, you will be able to imitate the style of a lower woman."

please calm down! Return to a peaceful elf!

But Meltvius did not mind such words,

“…………… What ’s going on now? Debt goddess?

You seem to care.

"Roughly, I watched my sleep. In other words, I was watching a mating long-eared estrus, right? This peeping god."

“………………”

"Wow!

the worst.

"Good grief"

Ukazor is pretending to be someone else.

"ZZZ, ZZ"

Gravius was sleeping with my upper body on my knees. I can't escape because of that.

Meltius and Jesuits eat hot pots like a fight in the hot air. In addition, Ukazole-like was added, so the pan was quickly gone.

My share was taken away by Meltvius-sama.

“………………”

I don't know.

Now, when food is cut, the religious war resumes.

"Soya. Udon is made."

"Mother!"

Are you the best!

At the best time, the closing udon has arrived.

"Hoho. This is the" udon "guy who had air."

Interestingly, the interest of Ezus shifts. My sister's bragging habits helped.

"Udon, I miss that too."

Ucazol continues to be interested.

“……………”

Meltvius was still nervous.

Is this person prolonged once offended?

"Put this in the pot."

Mother throws boiled udon into the rest of the pot.

"Mislanica, good."

"Um"

Misulunika brings a steaming hot pot. Put the soup in the pot, break the raw eggs into six pieces, stir, add soy sauce, taste and taste.

"Umum, it's like this."

A co-operation between the god of evil and the god of Take. The closing udon is ready.

The faces of the evil gods break down.

"Huh, what are you here? Where? What am I doing? Sayah, I'm a little bit familiar.

Gravius also got up.

I'm hungry for a delicious smell.

I couldn't eat the hot pot at all, so at least put this

There was a sound of knocks and knocks.

I was hardened.

Isn't it a visitor again, a god?

"After you"

Leave the gods eating udon and leave the kotatsu.

"Hello, who are you?"

I opened the door.

Unknown, there was a girl. I can't see my face with my rags on my head. The exposed limbs have white skin like a water corpse. If you try to look straight, your eyes will be blurred and the outline will be blurred.

Who?

"I'm sorry.

I have no idea.

Her pale lips,

my,

Name.

When you notice,

Next to Kotatsu, he lay down with his head on Misranika's knee.

Looks like she was sleeping.

"Oh, other gods?"

"I'm back. They guys, all of them, went out and fished souvenirs without hesitation."

Lars in the corner of the room had buds removed and returned to their original state.

Kotatsu has a little lingering scent of Gods.

Tableware and pans are neatly cleaned. Did anyone wash and return?

"What time is Mislanica now?"

"It's almost noon"

"e?"

Is it still before noon? I guess I spent a lot of time with the gods.

"But you're also a man surrounded by strange gods."

"………that is"

"Oh?"

"No, nothing."

I'm going to slip your mouth, including you.

"A man who was at a loss with the daughter of Horns in the night city, God is gathering in such a lively way"

"That's right, but you first found me."

Reach out and touch Mislanica's cheek.

Then she lowered her neck and approached her lips.

No, I didn't mean that, but I don't hate it. I have such a relationship with my God.

"Do you really think your concubine is the first?"

The lips that I expected passed by, to my ears.

Whisper such a thing.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you soon.

The lips are separated, but the body is not separated. I changed my posture, buried my face in Mithranica's thighs, and turned my hands around my waist.

I wanted to be asexual.

"You may be a believer who has passed the concubine."

"Is it a joke?"

"Joke"

My hair was stroked and she just got up, but she was almost slumber.

I want to have a dream that I can't wake up.

When you close your eyes, a faint memory revives in the dark.

Go-go and loud wind sounds. Nothing darkness. Wriggling in a vast space ―――――――

That's my memory.

Afterwards, the warm, pleasant darkness spread, and consciousness melted there.

To wait for a day that I can remember again.