Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

A few days from the day of determination...

Ha...

I thought I'd train you today - I went outside with the intention of...

"Come on, come on! Your husband will do it!

Wow. I'm motivated.

I'm wrapping my arms around...

You're gonna do it like a frontal universe, a Baku universe, a flat prep movement... not that scaffold, trampoline, right?

"Ha..."

"Uh... your husband? Why are you blatantly unmotivated to be your opponent?

"No, because..."

I've been given a lot of special training with Renge, but to be honest, it's the scariest part.

First of all, close. If Renge is the opponent on top of the super close, I'm basically defensive.

There's nothing more I can do when it actually breaks down.

Repeat that they are defeated without the skill of exchanging and can put inches in their bellies and faces.

"I'll be fine. Because I don't want to do aerial combos anymore!

"Naturally!

What is this, "Do something funny, put your sword straight"?

I jumped when I thought I was launched from below. I could lift it higher and higher with Renge's footsteps, and Renge looked like he was going to praise me!

"Unlike Eina and Salte, Renge is mostly biological... and there are some things that distract me..."

"Haha, I'll be fine. You can't hit your husband's sword, and you can't cut it!

"Exactly!

Well, you can't hang up on a maneater!

Well, I can't hit the ranges!!

It's true, but I regret it.

Today is the day when I guess it brings a fighting spirit to my eyes.

"Haha, there you go. If I take one, I'll give you a big service today, using your husband's thighs."

"All right, let's be clean."

What is it?

A move with thighs...... Is that it? No way pinch it...... I see it's time for slime lotion.

Ha-ha-ha, so I'll have to turn to offense this time.

I'm looking forward to it! Very!

"Well, let's do it!

"Well, let's go. Ooh!

A few hours later...

"Uh... your husband? You gonna be okay?

"Huh... heh... uhh..."

Me standing barely with my sword instead of my cane in front of a worrying renge......

I'm sorry, Maneater. I know it's a big weapon, but forgive me for using it this way...

But I'm about to cry, can I cry?

I got a move with my thighs, but it was just Frankensteiner.

No, it's a big move and it's just a fancy move to say...

The moment of being pinched was certainly the best moment.

However, it is only a moment and then it is knocked down to the ground...

I'm scared that my point of view will turn...

"... it's kind of lame."

If you manage to turn your neck in the direction in which you were voiced, there's Shilo and Mizera... Huh!?

Hey, breathe! I'm surprised, I can't breathe!

"Gee ho ho ho! Gaha!

"It's okay...?

"Renge, too much"

"Soo... Reflect..."

"The Lord is weak, so if you don't refrain from a proper degree, you will die"

"Why, I'll stop them all!?

"Mm-hmm. But it's lame"

"Uhh... I'm sorry..."

No, well... I was scared.

But look, right. I don't think I can be strong if I don't get a little bit of special training.

Even today, you only spared one shot, didn't you? Maybe.

I want to talk, but I still can't breathe...

All right, suck it... puke it...

"This is water, right? Yes, can I have a drink?

"Phew... Ah, yes"

"You don't have to talk about it. Yes, don't panic. Take your time."

Slowly and slowly swallow the glass of water received from Mizera, as I was told, while being driven by the urge to drink it up all at once.

"Pfft...... ha. Thanks. Uh... welcome... Ri?

"... I'm home"

"It was a little late today."

"We have more time to escape day by day. Do it."

"I'm caught in the end, so I don't feel complimented..."

Since that day, Mizera had escaped from this mansion once a day.

I told you to like it, so of course I don't mind.

I would never imprison you or anything else to keep you from escaping.

Of course, he decides to treat me like everyone else when he returns.

"More than that, okay?

"Oh... that's about it. That's a lot to crack. Renge, thanks for the special training."

"I'm sorry...... Can I borrow your shoulder? You want to take a bath?

"No, you can come in first with the three of us. And..."

I picked up Mizera, who was taken back by Shilo, but I guess I went through a narrow path. Looks like my arms and face are slightly black and dirty.

But the clothes under my neck are supposed to be more amazing than that.

It's bright red... It doesn't seem like blood, but it's bright red.

That's why I was surprised earlier and stuck in my breath.

"... what's going on with that?

"... I spilled a little of the tomato you gave me."

"Oh, the usual vegetable aunt?

"Yeah, I'm sorry..."

"Okay. I'll lend it to you."

"I'm sorry. Please..."

A few days after the chase of Mizera and Shiro began, the appearance was often seen by the city's people, and the aunt found it hidden in the shadow of the shop before receiving vegetables.

I heard that and tried to pay my aunt for it when I was shopping...

'Haha, that's okay. You always buy me a lot. [M] Good health is best. You can tell by looking at our lord, can't you?

I've been told.

I thought I should return it by buying a lot more than usual, but Mizera keeps the books because she doesn't ask because she always returns it herself.

By the way, besides the vegetable aunt, there are a lot of people out there who support Mizella, like the butcher's old man and the bakery's uncle.

Those guys... have fun.

"... then go take a bath"

"Are you sure? Um... my husband is more worn out, shouldn't we go in first?

"I've got a little work to do... I'm going to fall asleep as soon as I take a bath, and I want to get it done first."

Iris ordered the "Mike" as a separate order.

They're coming to get it, so I just need to get it ready early so I can come any time I want.

Besides...

"Yes... ok"

Come with me, Shiro.

"Hmm? Shiro's not dirty, is he?

"Did you go down a narrow road? Look, the tip of your tail is getting black."

Shiro's tail is white, so it's easy to understand the dirt, but wouldn't he bother to look at his tail?

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

"I'm sorry, Mizera, would you wash him thoroughly?

"Okay. Sir."

Mizera escapes here every day, but when she comes back, she acts firmly as a slave.

Or you don't want to use your extra strength because you seem to be running around scattered and coming home tired.

I want you to take a bath, have a meal, and have a good run tomorrow. I want you to nourish your English temper... No, I shouldn't run...

Well, I guess it takes many attempts to get you to give up.

I'm going to make you like it more than I've decided to.

"Well, I'll come with you on the way."

"Your husband! Supports!"

Thank you, ask Renge to lend me his shoulder and walk out slowly.

"Speaking of which... you've made the road to the basement brighter..."

"Uh... well, I also wanted to make a little magic guide lamp"

Mizera's trauma was in the basement, and I didn't think it was a good idea to be dark, so I made a magic lamp.

It's a lantern-shaped, simple Western-style design made of steel and glass, but I think it was done well.

"... you made it? Take this?"

"Mm-hmm. If it's the Lord of Alchemists, there's no creation."

"You seem to have a good vibe, don't you? Just passing through sounds bright and fun!

"... how can you be so talented in alchemy..."

"Hmm?"

Mizella was whining about something in a very small voice, but I miss hearing it.

"Nothing....... thanks"

"No. Well... there's a bath in the basement. There will be plenty of opportunities to use it from now on..."

"Yep. Thanks for trying to make me not be alone when I go through... If it's this bright, you'll be fine."

"... oops"

That's all I get back to, the three of them go to the bathroom, I go into the work room, I put my magic into the air purifier, I sit in the work chair.

"Ha..."

The microphone is quickly finished with the known magic team Experience Circle.

Whatever you have, you can do it right away.

Later, the number of instant copies is increased with a copy (multicopy), and the work ends with this. It won't be long.

Ha, I'm tired... my body hurts...

But I'm glad you made lamps......

Mizela, she was laughing a little bit and she told me it was okay...

"Uh..."

All right, let's get on with the work.

I'll load my desk with literature I borrowed from the library.

Sure, it was from here in this book...

Ahhh...... my eyes are a little sumptuous and the fine writing is hard to read......

You want to make eye drops? Or make glasses......

Either way, that's going to take a while.

"... your husband"

"Ever...... Wendy. Hey, what's up?

Looking back, Wendy stood with a worried face.

He walks right next to me.

"Well, dinner is ready, so let us know..."

"Thanks. I'm sorry I left it to you..."

"No, because Eina and Sorte went shopping...... Well... you seem tired..."

"Oh. I'm a little heavily trained today...... Ha ha, it's been a long day."

"... Um... what are you looking into?

"Mmm... how come the half elves are particularly strongly discriminated against... I thought it was a little strange that you couldn't expect to grow your abilities and treat them that badly."

Half elves are characterized by a lack of skill growth, a long life span, high skill tolerance, and untouchable opponents with evil emotions......

Yeah. It's not like you're gonna be unhappy or anything.

Besides, isn't a high skill tolerance worth a high level of ability?

In the first place, some people would be less capable, not half an elf.

And because of his low abilities, he was not convinced that it was the rules of this country that made it okay to discriminate, or that it was not something that triggered it.

"... Um... is there anything I can do to help?

"Uh... I'm leaving Wendy with life, and she's a lot of help, right?

I've left all my chores to Wendy since celebration day.

I'm asking Aina and the others to escort me to the store, so I can focus on the research because I can do my time, so it's quite helpful...

"I... I want you to rely more on your husband. Alone all the time, I'm just so impotent... worried."

"It's not as bad as..."

"It's a lie...... You haven't been home in a long time..."

Ah......

Speaking of which, if the work room had been locked, everyone wouldn't have guessed and come in, and it would have been convenient and comfortable to concentrate...

"I know your husband is working hard for Mizera. But if your husband falls, we're sad, Misera..."

Wendy squeezes out in a crying voice with that's the face she's about to cry.

"I can help you with the research, too. So...... take care of yourself more...... Even before this..."

"... sorry. Sorry."

"I don't like reflections just on words...... I'll help you too."

"... yeah. Thanks."

Even though I thought of my selfishness... I thought this was about me...

"Well, I need a favor, can you listen to me?

"Yes!"

"... let me sleep on my knee pillow for a little while"

"My lord... I'm glad..."

"And when you wake up, help me find out..."

"Yes!!

Wendy, who replies happily, gets a knee pillow on the couch and lays down.

Looking up at Wendy from above her knees, she was peeking at this one with a cheeky loose face on.

"I'm sorry, take it easy"

"I won't forgive you. So sleep tight......"

"Oh...... Let me do that..."

Wendy stroked Wendy's hair gently while she quickly fell asleep with a superb pillow......