It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

According to Fifi's standpoint, broken items are critical repairable. Magician engineers make processing a business, so they can't even tell you to put back what's missing, but fortunately, this time it's a level of damage that can be compensated for. When I hear that, Magilka is howling down her chest.

"... but I've never seen my master's work so damaged. I'm interested in what the hell you fought."

Yes, Fifi says, Zach and Magilka have looked at me without hesitation.

"Why are you looking at me! You fought monsters and you broke them!

I correct unnecessary misunderstandings before they arise.

"Uh-huh, well, it's going to be a bit of a hassle, so I can't really publish it. Guess what."

She looks difficult as Emilia scratches her cheeks with Polypoli. Well, it's a case that's going to develop into an inter-state problem, and if they used contraindicated items, I guess they can't talk perky there. You guessed around there, Fifi nodded and then stopped asking about it.

And because the restoration took time, the item was picked up once, and after the restoration, it was sent back to Magirca by Emilia.

At the end of the conversation, I summon her to hear about the example item, while suppressing my feelings of departure because Fifi has been freed.

(Maybe, maybe. I can't stand it here.)

"Well, this is the item, but you said earlier that you would suppress the wearer's power"

Desperately overflowing with anticipation and desperate to make my voice louder, I proceed in the guise of calm. It would be very bad if everyone noticed and came together. Fortunately, Magilka and Emilia, the prince, are discussing the return, and Zach is tired or not. Is Safina interested in another item, too? Not on my side. Now is your chance.

"... yes. Previously, I tried to imitate and make magic items my master had asked me to make to capture criminals. Theoretically, it suppresses power and magic to a level below…"

Looks like Fifi gets a better slip tongue when it comes to items. I am ecstatic inside that explanation.

(No, no, no, no! There's an item in front of me right now that I can easily change jobs to my mediocre self!

"... Want to try it on?

I feel something Fifi feels because I'm so excited and staring at the item that I've been recommending it to me.

"Huh? Are you sure?

"... eh, I want the subject's data"

"Heh? Does that mean no one has ever used this?

"... yes. Testing magic items, very dangerous. Unknown what will happen to the subject. That's why we all don't want to do it. But it's okay. The item works theoretically. In the meantime, it's never been activated because I tried it in an animal"

What an uneasy thing to say and my tension has dropped a little.

(If it's to get the mediocre life I yearn for, even if it's a small possibility, I'll eat up!

"Hey, can I just put on a little bit?

"… welcome. It has changed how much I want to be restrained from myself. Ah... Yeah, well, it's different."

"I don't know what convinced you, but probably not. What you're thinking is probably a misunderstanding. Nice to meet you there."

"... hey, I accepted"

When I wanted to wear it, Fifi thought of something and convinced one. I feel like that's a very bad conclusion for me, and I shall deny it once and for all.

Fifi approached me and began to prepare shackled items. I struggle to contain feelings of deviation while watching how it goes.

(Oh, thrilled. Ha, this, could it be love? That's calm, me. You're so nervous, you're freaking out.)

After a few deep breaths with ~, was Fifi ready to open the shackles and bring them here?

It may just seem weird wearing it here, so I subtly grab Fifi and leave the room. She also followed me without any questions while holding the item.

Arrange in the corner of the corridor where no one is, and I will finally face my destiny.

"Well, then, please"

"... eh, hands, put it out"

"Huh."

I offered both hands, as I was told, even though I was too nervous to be an up-rubbed voice. Luxurious shackles are worn on my wrist for jewelry and other scattered waste.

(Please, God! Please seal me!

Something is going wrong with the words I ask you to do, but I kept seeing the shackles worn on me with a heart bug.

"... eh, fitted. And startup."

Fifi takes his hand off the shackles, and a little away from me, the shackled jewels he was wearing shine out. On the other hand, I can't help but be happy to objectively see what I am now.

Because right now I am a lady in captivity with lavish shackles in my hands from the edge.

(This is, isn't it? Somehow, it's like a scene where a villain warrant lady who ended a plea event is detained and locked up in a tower, isn't it? No, well, I've never actually seen it)

"... How's it going?

Probably like intrigue. Fifi listens, but I can't measure its sincerity because it's faceless.

"... no matter what they say, only that I feel like a villain warrant lady entering a closed course..."

I, to be honest with you about what I just felt, what I did and Fifi leaned my neck. Honestly, it doesn't make any difference to me enough to suspect that the shackles aren't working at all. The mental damage of saving this figure may be greater than that of the body.

"What is a villain warrant lady? Dear Mary."

"Uh-oh!

A scratch on me was thrown from behind, not Fifi, and I jumped up oddly.

And if you look back reflexively, isn't there a safina standing there with a strange face? I rush to move my hands behind my back, and without any resistance, my shackles fall beautifully in two and fall to the floor.

Bakiyin '!

"? Did you drop something?

Safina came looking down when I noticed the former shackles that fell under my feet making heavy noises with Gashan.

"Oh ho ho, it's nothing, Safina. What more can I do for you than that?

I glance into Safina's face with a sweaty, tight smile and stop her from looking down. Then, he kept the wreckage away with his feet.

It is well known that we are treating people differently by destroying their things, but this is the best I can do because I am in a hurry. Forgive me.

"I'm not saying it's for you, but I didn't see you two, so I said," What's wrong? "

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. I just had a personal consultation with Master Fifi. Why don't you tell everyone we'll be back when we're done?"

It was the enemy who snuck out, and Safina, who worried me, seemed to have come. If this is the case, I regret saying no and then I should have left, but, well, it's too late, so I can't help it. In the meantime, be deluded, I was always supposed to drop off the safina with a strong smile.

And a corner of the hallway where we'll be alone again.

"... broken"

"I'm sorry. Ah!

I couldn't wait to sit down to the first voice of the soft-spoken Fifi, but I don't think sincerity can be conveyed because I'm unfamiliar in this world, and I bow my head as deeply as I am.

"... weird. Theoretically, an adventurer level should be able to seal it below the average person... you can't break it... why?

To Fifi, who picks up a broken item and begins to look into it with seriousness, I was in the mood for my inner cold sweat to flow down like a waterfall.

(Oh, my fateful encounter broke down in seconds after we met. It's a very intelligent world... and now it's a very unpleasant situation. How, let's delude it)

"... well, the theory is... Insufficient data…"

It seems that Fifi has convinced me of something by herself and I am heartbroken.

"... let's try a stronger seal"

"Huh? Is there more?

Unexpectedly, that word of Fifi devoured me.

"... well then even the Demon King can be sealed... in theory"

I feel like I've heard some very dangerously remarks, but at this point, I decided not to ask, and I was tempted by a new encounter of fate. I'm an unpunished woman.

"Be sure, please!

"... he wanted to be so restrained... oh yeah, he didn't interfere with people's tastes"

"So, that's a misunderstanding! Don't say hobby or anything."

Fifi starts making weird misunderstandings again, like my cannibalism, and I just put in a fix.

"... eh, follow me"

Fifi walks alone, and I walk out with it. We walked into the back of the house and surprisingly went down the stairs leading to the basement.

And when Fifi stands in front of a door that looks heavy, he looks at this one.

"... here it is. Come in."

Gokuri and I swallowed my spit, and I opened the heavy door carefully. The back of the door is dim, and only the light entering from outside the door relies on it. And there was that behind it.

That's so big, I wonder what to say, in my knowledge it's hard to express. but it was obviously such a substitute for restraint without an absurd whole body neighborhood.

Let me assure you! Arre is not a good substitute for a childish maiden like me touching......

"... come on, let's test"

"I wonder if I can!

Needless to say, my scratch wooded into a quiet basement. At the same time, my pale expectation was to attribute it to blisters. More like this, as long as you're happy to be stylish and compact...... Looks like we're just gonna have to look forward to a huge leap forward in the magic items industry.