Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

The familiar hypnotic room and bed remained as beautiful as ever.

Sometimes it was the exact same arrangement as when I was there, and I thought you were cleaning things up.

"I guess I'll just go to bed. I'm sure tomorrow's my first day."

I went into bed when I took out the angel's pillow.

"And I didn't think the receptionists were married in two years. Plus, the new receptionist scares me, and... let's go to bed."

I was thinking back to what happened today in the short time between meditating and falling asleep.

I invited him to drink because I haven't drunk Object X with Master Brodo, Mr. Gulgar or Mr. Garba's brothers.

"I'll work out tomorrow morning, and it'll be good for you to drink with me when you travel."

"Yes, yes. Tomorrow we're heading to the enemy's home base, so we have to be prepared."

"Well, it's newer than swallowing. Eat it."

The new dish I brought to my mouth tasted terrible when I said I was still going to be concerned about having drinks with the three of them.

"Could this be?

"Oh. I was trying to be a cooking spice, 'cause I thought I couldn't eat this without Luciel, who could drink that."

"What are you feeding me mixed with an object X that I can't drink!

"Some sacrifice in cooking is hard."

"... isn't that a victory?

"I don't care, idiot apprentice. Eat up, the smell is slowly supposed to suck"

"Good luck, Luciel."

"Huh. I'm already screwed. I'll show you."

This is how I scratched a dish where the sauce of okonomiyaki turned into object X.

"So, do I look like I could eat anything but you?

"... I can't. Object X, which is warmer than expected, ramps through your mouth amplifying odor and eggs."

Then this is it.

"... how many more do you have?

"Nine pieces."

"... if you can get me a recipe for a dish that I like about Mr. Gulger, you can eat it."

"Hmm. Then I'll give you one recipe for one tasting. I'm looking forward to it because there's so much I haven't made yet."

Mr. Gulgar?

"I have the same eyes as my master somewhere?

"Gulgar has always been a strong explorer. So, Luciel, if you eat the dishes, I'm sure you'll be glad to know that I can make more and more new things and not waste what I've made."

He was Mr. Garba, who told me about his sara and his brother's character, but instead of stopping Mr. Gulgar's rampage, he was just amused.

"Mr. Brodo, Mr. Gulgar, Mr. Garba, Mr. Luciel, we're going home now."

So when I looked back at those who spoke, there were Mr. Bazan and Mr. Nanaela, Mr. Sequilos and Mr. Mernell, and Mr. Basra and Mr. Milina, who put their arms together.

"Is that it? That's what you guys had to do with it?

"Oh. I owe this to Luciel, too"

"It's easy for us to live in this city."

"Enjoy your conversation with Luciel."

"At first, I thought you were scared, but if you were talking, you'd look like a good guy."

"I fell in love with Nori, even though she was light."

"I fell in love with the truth."

"Well, that's why. Luciel has a duty to do whatever he tells you to do."

"It's a treat. Please do not assign A-rank. It's hard to just get weird imaginations."

"Ha. I don't think so."

"Well, leave this city and the guild to us and the whirlwinds and immobilizers and the coverts there."

Are you okay with a wolf on a rabbit or something? I dropped them off with that in mind.

"Time flies equally, doesn't it? I may have surprised you too, but enough of you will surprise me."

"That's right. Well, some people don't change. Botakuri, for example."

"I don't think my life will be targeted, but watch out for those slaves more than Botakouri"

"Are you a slave?

"Oh. According to the information Garba grabbed, there were times when slave leaders unfairly treated were plotting to flip anti-flags. Besides, these days, they've been buying drugs to lower their blood pressure.

"Are you in Botakouri? Are you buying it from a doctor because it's a symptom that the healer can't cure? Is something wrong?

"Ah - the slave is buying it, but maybe he's betrayed by a slave he trusts to some extent. Luciel, they fell once after they knew you were coming. Then I think I started buying drugs."

Hypertension, or did you get anxious and graduate? But it's not anemic, okay?

"I just came, didn't I? And the Pope chose a place to train, didn't he? I didn't argue with you."

"I've known about him for a long time, but he was an excellent healer, but one day they got very annoyed with the money. Whether that's good or bad or not, I'm pretty sure we've grown the healing home that far."

"Heh, I knew you were good at it originally"

"Oh. We've been treated, too. Well, it's about the adventurous years."

"... I'm interested that way?

"Ha, I don't have a story to tell Sacred Weird. It's time to go to sleep or I won't have the training for tomorrow."

"?!... are you going to be so pushed in the morning?

"Oh, it's beyond me, isn't it? Then you have to teach everything to your apprentice as a master, right?

I remember and regretted that at this time I was still complacent and that my mouth was a source of disaster.

I have often said that I will not stand in regret. Thus the three people of Heavy Town of Adventurer Guild and I, who had spoken to the end of the welcoming party, opened up with this.

I was freaking out when I tried to go through the reception and call him when I was heading to the basement, so I've only been meeting him, but I didn't know why he was scared.

When I remembered that, I gradually went to sleep.

"Wow. That's a nostalgic ceiling."

I woke up and the door slowly opened as I was doing stretching and magic manipulation.

"... what are you doing?

"Are you awake? You didn't seem lazy. Well, first, I'll run all around the training ground, so you can use physical enhancement, follow me at full opening."

Copy that, sir.

Run fast. Take all that seriously. What the hell is that thing about watching runners run on TV in their previous lives and poking and moving them? Why does it shake my heart to see that? there are some serious things to think about but i didn't know at the time.

I don't have a clear answer right now either, but I'm sure there's something ahead of me scratching to try and exceed my limits... I think so.

The memory of not running away is my own, but I started to feel that way that something of it must have been on the verge of suing me to see someone take something seriously for a long time.

"All the best. Shake your arms. Raise your legs. Don't decide the limits yourself. Even geniuses can't afford to win. Show me your readiness."

And I endured Master Brodo's treatment, and while I wanted to grow up, I tried my best to eat Mr. Gulgar's served breakfast beyond my limits. I'll just tell her that the flavor was of course the best.

After greeting Forenoir in the stables of the Adventurer's Guild, I came to the Botacourt Healing House, but the three-story building was as large as the Adventurer's Guild.

"Is it so big a healing home? Are you also an inpatient?

"I hardly ever hear of a large healing home so far. According to the information, all three floors are in the Dean's private room and living space, the second floor is the living space for slaves and healers, the space where they can be examined on the first floor and the room where mercenaries are deployed as escorts."

"Is that a common healing home?

"I can't tell you all about it, but even without mercenaries, there's often something like a caution stick."

"... often."

"No one heals and doesn't pay for it, but if you pay a little, there have been many cases in the past where you can't prove criminals on your cards and now they have improved, but the impact of those days is still there"

Were there times when there were so many rough people? Is that why the healing home went to retaliation? Don't make a scene if you don't add a little more to the guidelines and bills.

"Whatever it is, let's go"

I opened the door to the healing home.

"Hold on, Botakouri's husband"

"Hey healer, do something. I haven't even paid yet."

"Bring the pills too!

Once inside, it was just a battlefield. Botakouri's husband? What I saw in response to that voice was a blue-faced botacouri being unconscious, riding something resembling a stretcher and being transported to the ground floor just now.

I had trouble getting him to die, so I walked out toward the medical space where Botakouri was transported.