Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

Now that I don't know if I'm going to ghoul, there was a lot to look at in the wind.

The task of compiling the methods of creation, such as anesthesia and ether, made so far, and putting together basic knowledge of how to use them, will be mandatory for everyone.

Manufacturing medicines can be laborious and time consuming. I can't do that alone, either, while I'm in medical practice.

This was a job I should have done earlier, make sure I was safe, not safe.

After we leave here, we need to partner with someone to manufacture and research these.

The time taken by the Earthlings to make this much progress is close to hundreds of years.

This alone would be a major advance in medicine.

But there is a lot of information anyway.

The wind sight that kept me working at my desk while I ate dinner made me fall asleep because of tiredness or just like that.

When you wake up, the room is dark.

The only light was the moon light pouring out of the wooden blind window.

"Hmm..., how long have you been asleep?

Looking at his watch, he apparently slept for about three hours.

Speaking of which, yesterday was a miscellaneous fish sleep due to the ghoul noise, and maybe I was pretty tired of getting rid of Hydra at noon.

I was doing better in my early twenties, and he woke up subtly feeling old.

Saving money hurts because I slept on my desk.

"But you're cold again..."

The wind gaze shivered and I regretted it if I even wore a blanket or towel kettle.

It's cold already and I'll stay in bed and fall asleep - when I thought about it, speaking of which, I wondered what happened to Liz.

"Oh, you haven't even got your hands on the rice"

Regardless of the soup that's already chilled out, there's no less bread or liquor.

I looked around not only on the third floor but also on the fourth floor to see where she was, but there was no sign of her.

When that happens, the only thing left is the roof.

I can't believe he's even indoors and he's still there, but he goes along to make sure he's worried.

"Hey, Lizzie?

No doubt she was there.

I close my eyes with my back kept unchanged, and I can see how I slept.

but the outside air is so cold that the exhaled breath is about to turn white. If I slept in a place like that, I'd freeze.

Running over to see how bad this was for no matter how many sub-people, her lips were bright blue and her face was bleeding.

Promise - not if you think so.

"Liz!? How could I have stayed outside until this happened? Whoa, wake up!

……

It doesn't make much difference if you try to rock it big.

I opened my eyes rather carelessly, only to the extent that I was completely unconscious again.

I have not complained or said anything so much that I can try to follow the area of my inner thighs strongly that I am scared to react.

I guess I have mild to moderate hypothermia from this appearance.

You can just warm up at times like this anyway.

However, if you want to speak of greed, it is desirable to warm it slowly from the large veins of the veins, such as the sides and inner thighs, so that it can be warmed from the center of the body as much as possible.

There are several reasons for this.

For example, the cold blood that was at the tip of his hands and feet suddenly started to flow by warming his whole body, and when it flowed into the center all at once, his core cooled down and it was bad.

What matters is the center - don't take too much heat from some organs.

Other ingredients, which were usually abundant in cells due to hypothermia, can flow into the blood and can be dangerous if it flows into the heart.

Anyone who knows about the nerves and cells of organisms will know that there is more potassium in the cells than in the blood.

This makes a potential difference by exiting or reverting out of the cell, thereby reacting nerves and muscles.

It's like switching on and off, so to speak.

But when this potassium is high in the blood, the potential stops in the middle of depolarization, and the muscles and nerves become unresponsive.

If you're going to tell a lot of mess, when you two are talking, it's the same way that when someone shouts aloud beside you, your nerves and muscles can't talk.

What happens if this condition occurs in the heart? It wouldn't be hard to imagine.

Potassium chloride is a substitute for the death penalty in the United States as an immediate cardiac arrest.

Sometimes I would sit in the front seat or crush my arm while I was asleep and temporarily stop moving.

Its paralysis is also precisely this state of depolarization.

The supply of oxygen is reduced because of the reduced blood flow, energy cannot be created because there is no supply of oxygen, and the concentration gradient of potassium cannot be maintained because there is no energy.

When potassium or the like, which should be in the cell, goes outside, the electrical signal of the instruction is scratched off because it is always at a higher potential than the instruction of the brain to 'move'.

It can also be a factor in sudden death when it comes to crash syndrome and hyperkalemia that suddenly spills blood from areas where something abnormal has occurred, such as being underlaid in steel.

It is important to note that in severe hypothermia, if you do anything to hold each other naked and warm them up, you may let them die the other way.

Either way, the current state of Liz doesn't go that far.

It is when moderate to severe that such symptoms occur with hypothermia. We're talking about when the temperature is nearly thirty degrees or less.

Liz would have been enough at best to twist it in a blanket and pinch hot water in her armpit or something to warm it up.

"Damn, you idiot!

It just doesn't matter how mild the symptoms are.

Apart from that, her self-management sloppiness was also disturbing.

As soon as he swallowed the frustration and carried Liz, he went down the stairs and put her to bed.

And then I'm gonna leave her by the gatekeeper outside and get her warmed up quickly with blankets and hot water.

"Shit. They told me not to let him out, and I touched him..."

Now I want to hold my head. It was impossible to leave it outside.

Tell the slave knight who is the gatekeeper to hurry and bring warm water for now, and he headed to the fireplace.

What you have is small and large temples and scraps, plus whitish stones and metal lumps.

In short, they have to do a fire with this.

"Ah already, I wish I had a lighter or a burner......!

Damn, he took the stone and the metal in his hand, in an evil state that he could not tell several times.

Meet me to slip. I try to drop a spark on the crumb but the angle isn't good or not very good.

Because of the rush, I made a mistake once and hit myself in the hand with metal.

It was not until enough had been set ablaze in the fireplace.

"Liz, how are you?

Tapping me in the face gave me a more responsive response than ever.

It would be okay to leave this alone in due course already.

Judging by that, fatigue began to blow out more and more whether it was hard work or not.

"... when you wake up, I'll squeeze you tight."

Bumps and curses. He leaned against the edge of the bed, and the sleeper hit him and closed his eyes.

□

"Ugh...?

Open your eyes properly.

It was a smoking fire when I thought there was a light that lighted the dark room weakly.

"Room, huh?"

At the same time Liz felt her hand gripped as she decided it wasn't the rooftop she had just been on.

I looked to the side and there was a wind gazing face.

I can't hide the colour of fatigue. He's already asleep.

I should have been outside in my memory, and now I'm wearing thin clothes, and the hot tub is falling by my side. This situation was immediately understandable given.

Hands that were gripped with both hands all the time, like a seriously ill person's nurse.

When I pulled a little, I let go and pressure returned.

Liz gently loosens her face in her hands that won't let her go after shaking her puffy.

"... what, you have me?

Small inquiry.

Of course, there was no way he'd get a response from him sleeping.

"Hey, Singo. Hey. Hey?

If I slapped him hard enough for Bechibe, he would have woken up soon.

For a moment, I was blurred, but as soon as he regained me, he floated blue.

"Leezoo......, you!

"Yeah, what?

"What are you,... that's gonna piss me off about the boulder?

"What?

Liz is white and doubtful.

Even though she cared about her cheap health and nursed her to use up her roots, she might not be able to cut her bag if she took such an attitude.

I couldn't help but ask why this happened if I tried to look at the wind.

"Why. Why,"

Liz rolled the words over her tongue and was looking for something.

"If you're a knight, you're obliged to report it," he replies.

"No, I guess I'm not even that slave knight anymore."

She continues with a thin grin.

"Well, if you say so, there's no reason. Not one. So here's what happened."

"You're not kidding, are you?

"I'm not kidding. I'm serious."

Liz's expression is light, but still didn't look like a mix of lies. So the wind sight shuts its mouth trying to just listen to her.

Then she came poking her finger in front of me.

"Then let me ask you a question too."

"What the fuck?"

"How could Singo be here - in this world?

"I don't know why... you're so yuki. I can't help it."

The answer to the slight patrol was like that.

But Liz shakes her head to see if she doesn't like it.

"Then another question. How could Singo be alive?

"What is it, are you trying to delude me?

"There is no annihilation. I'm serious about listening. Singo is more alive than I am, isn't he? So I want you to tell me."

"You have no reason, for that matter"

"There's no reason, right? That's not like mine."

No, I'm not sure.

Weirdly, I was tired of preparing serious answers, and I returned the wind sights to the crossroads.

But Liz's eyes were still poured with the weight to look at. I feel blamed for the attitude of letting go and returning it.

How can the offense be reversed at some point?

"Singo lives because he has a family, a job, that sort of thing. I have something I have to do. A lot of people want something. I have something tomorrow. There's something much further ahead. Is that why you have to live, or are you living with that obsessive notion?

"I guess that's what happens when I say it in polar theory...... what's wrong with you?

"There's nothing wrong with you or these things. This is what I am because I no longer have that kind of reason. There is no inconvenience whatsoever if I die at this moment now. What's the difference between looking half-eyed at someone else who moves at will to live?

She speaks like a machine.

That also seemed to be the answer of the enlightened, and I felt like the answer of a girl who knew nothing.

"It's philosophy. What a hard thing to define to live, I'm not much of a sayist either. Well, yeah. If you say one thing as a senior in your life,"

"No, I have no learning, so difficult stories give me a headache. I don't need it."

"Wait! Listen to yourself. You don't have that."

"I don't think it makes much sense to ask."

You want me to tell you to guess for yourself after that, Liz sinks into bed and closes her eyes.

The sound from the outside world is then completely shut out by knocking the dog's ears out.

Were you tired of talking at the usual whim? I am in a sleeping position.

But doesn't this werewolf daughter even care that there's a man next door? He also keeps his body in bed without any concern that he is wearing thin clothes.

Normally, we should think a little more about the distance from the opposite sex.

(... not this guy at all)

I feel like I'm dealing with just enough grass to let the wind handle me. Apparently, the story ends here.

I get up to sleep around the couch for the wind that I'm not even willing to share with her.

"Mm, yeah, I forgot. Speaking of which, I still had an apology for pointing my sword at you in the morning."

Liz remembered only her own errands and rebooted Murray.

Windmill no longer complains. I knew I was just tired to say it.

"It's about you, so you're not talking about paying with your body, are you?

I laugh when I have eyes that surprise me if I'm already confused with that attitude.

They didn't deny it at all, but how is this?

"Well, it doesn't matter if Singo wants it. Hate and slavery. I don't have any property. All that's left is my family name and this body. The rest is all borrowed. Well, it's painful to have a thin number of items, but what do you want?

"Don't make fun of adults. I'm not very happy about that. Is that how you like to be commanded?"

"Come on, that's good. It'd be easier if you could put a collar on it and give me orders, wouldn't it?

I said it with the intention of making a joke, but Liz deepens her expression in a less than full mood.

I completely forgot about the wind sight. She is a subrace of wolves.

Of course there are parts as fierce as wolves. However, the root part of following the leader of the herd may not change much either.

'Cause it's a dog.'

"No, no, no. You're a sub, AJ!

"That's not so bad. Come on, say something to me. I'll shake your tail and respond."

That's what I say and glance at her dog teeth. Of course she wasn't the face of those who obey her, and she didn't know which one was in the upper position.

If there had been a lamp demon in the world with the same attitude, he might have thrown the lamp away.

I try to send a protest with my gaze, but I'm rather pushed back with a prompt gaze.

Even Liz like this is a girl. He had twisted eyes as one of his sagginess. Regrettably, he had powerful eyes for once.

"Ha, here we go. Then let me beg you."

"Oh, what do we do?

Liz looked satisfied when I showed her how well she did, but I don't care if she just treats me like a good person.

So the wind and the wind and the antibone spirit were flourishing, even from the side, pretending deliberately to obey.

Just a short while intertwining your gaze.

They all looked challenging.

"Liz is as good as ever - no, doing my protection more firmly than ever. That's what makes you as loyal as a dog. Whatever you say, it doesn't matter what Donnie says. I'll make sure of that."

"Oh, my God, is that so? The original sheath.... Oh man, I don't mind, but Singo is an out-of-the-box man. I thought I'd say something other people wouldn't say."

"But you don't refuse, do you?

"Sort of. So I'll do it."

"Well, in reply to 'wow'"

As soon as possible, huh? And a stare flew in.

It's hard with a mind-piercing gaze, but it's obvious that pulling poorly here can have extra bad consequences.

The wind gaze let me try to reopen with confidence.

"I tried to say things that others wouldn't say"

"Singo...... You must be an idiot..."

"Don't be silly. Life, what I enjoyed. You won. I like the way I live without difficulty. If it's a lot easier, I'm still happy. That's what it would be like if I stuck you to life, right? I think if you're just breathing, it's not about living, it's about letting you live. This is what it takes to live for me. That's why I want to order you!

……

In a word of order, Liz shuts her mouth.

Ha ha, deeply sighed, but she let her tail shake as she had just declared, and said with a little hesitation.

"Yes, sir. Wow, wow. Is this it? You are my temporary husband from now on. I'll admit it."

That was the best reply I could get. The eyes are pointing that way, and the movement of the tail is like a machine out of oil.

But I could assure the wind that it was good.

That flutter and gibberish was the best accent in our industry.