Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

There's only enough people to count who know, but the dragon's back is uncomfortable with guidance and riding.

My gut feels much more competitive when I take the wind and let myself be lifted or when I control turbulence, and the same is true when I hit my wings.

In addition to that, a cold gust over the sky constantly blows relentlessly. A normal human being is just a physical battle to cling to a dragon to avoid being shaken down.

But Coconobi had left himself to the wind and let his wheat-hot hair swoop. It also looks like he's just in the breeze, if at all.

I guess I instinctively remember how it's easiest.

Rather than ride, we enjoy the sky together. That expression should be more appropriate to her.

"Bees! Hey, bees. Let's fly higher, shall we? It's a much better view."

She gets used to touching it from the time she was born and hasn't even budged on herself yet, and crosses her neck and head except when she is used to riding it or she fits in her father's pocket for the most part. I have no fear of dragons that are more than ten times different in height.

Besides, I couldn't help but get annoyed as a bee because he would slap me in the neck often if I didn't hesitate.

There is no contact other than the daughter of the other person who admitted her back.

Even so, I was pushed to take care of him a little bit or Etocetra...... I'm sure that's how you get familiar with it.

It doesn't even make me laugh that dragons are doing this to their little girl.

The bees didn't even look at it and gave it back flat.

'That's all the wind is if it's high. Besides, you can't follow the bird behind you. Then it doesn't make sense. "

"It's okay for a little while. See, higher - heck...!

'Isn't that what I said? Play.'

"Coconobi, come here. I don't even need to raise it high because it's about to be a shard place. Get ready to go down."

"Ugh. Yes, Father."

Coconobi, who rubbed his nose, fell into the pocket of an ambush scratching the agara as he returned to his back in adoration.

It would be perfect if you pulled your arm in instead of your seat belt and had it worn from behind. When she held the arm in front of her chest, it was like she was satisfied.

Oh, man, the bees squeal a voice no one can hear when it's finally quiet.

That's how I saw that dead forest less than a few minutes later. Fumimi tells the rear-flying nut to descend with a hand signal.

When the wings were lowered and gradually descended, the big birds manipulated by the nuts likewise followed.

Twenty meters to the surface? The wind is constantly pounding due to the air disturbances caused by the lined trees and the bodies of giant dragons.

In the meantime, Coconobi rose to regret that he would have a great sword of excellence.

"Then Father, Coconobi will go"

"Oh, come on. Be careful not to touch that one. Well, as strong as I am. Don't worry about it."

"That's not true. I want to be sweet, so I'd better ask you to come home soon."

"Right. Then let's try to rendezvous again soon. Wait for me in the village of Elves."

"Yes. So, yes"

Peppered and bowed, Coconobi jumped into the woods before the bees even stalled.

Through the trees passing instantly with a small, round body. Seeing with her eyes the ground approached, she lit a fox fire in both hands and threw it to the ground.

I guess that was the same as the reverse injection where you say on the aircraft.

She scratches the flame thrown at her, gliding through the surface with momentum, but she lands. No pain or injury thanks to the outside blood flowing through half of your body or the stubbornness of your equipment.

She quietly dropped off the back of her disappearing father and dragon on the other side.

Now, disappear.

When I glanced at him, the remnants of the fire disappeared as if I had lost fuel, and the powder scattered there was also slightly loose and extinguished.

Nato also jumps off a wing-length freak bird that is several times the height of a person, and lands that he followed her.

This is a soft landing, by contrast, with wind aid.

"Don't burn the woods too much"

She stares at Coconobi with a burnt smell on her face.

"I meant to add or subtract to the extent that it didn't burn away, but was it sweet?

"If you burn it, it hurts and it hurts. It's the same as a tree."

Nato was talking as he touched the tree.

But suddenly they say, huh? It is a word that makes me wonder.

Coconobi approached him and took a good look at what she said about it.

I do see the surface of a tree broiled by fox fire discolored. I guess this is what she calls a burn.

The woods are alive.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think that far."

"I hope you understand. This much will still heal."

Honestly apologize and Coconobi also touches the bark.

It has been taught that people and creatures should not be harmed without darkness because they suffer if they suffer burns, but this has never been the case.

But if you ask me, I can certainly be convinced. It's a strange story that sprouting, thriving and withering plants are not alive.

Coconobi drooled his ears feeling sorry for him.

"Really? But then I might have to say I'm more sorry."

With a sword in place, she leaves it to the centrifugal force to flash rotten soil and roots.

They also had a slight mix of flames there, and the ground was scraped with a single letter drawn.

It is the roots that emerge from the ground.

From thick roots to beard roots. Surprisingly filled the ground and was crossing paths.

But Nato noticed that there was something strange mixed up there. The likeness of a black thread runs just like the roots.

I don't recognize it. When I pay attention to it, it has thickened and stained the ground that was decided upon.

It twitches. It grows in volume. It stretches like a slime with a wobble, trying to crawl out onto the ground.

"The perimeter of the dead forest has already been invaded by this. Never touch it, did you? I touched it, but at the end of the day, I had to burn it."

At the tip of Coconobi's sword, which was said to be so, the viscosity, which was slightly creeping, was about to move.

She flames herself when she glances at it with one another, and burns it.

The shard of fuse lime that was about to rise in front of her also burned with her hands, and she turned her curly heels back to stay away from the dead forest.

"Let's first find out how far we're being invaded. That's why I bake it."

"Is there any way you don't have to burn it?

"There isn't. Because unless it's also a stone or rock, organisms are adsorbed and instantly assimilated. If they stick it in my hand, I'll just have to cut it off my arm."

That was not speculation. Coconobi stares back at Nato with his eyes that he sees more than once before and can tell he has tried.

I can't say I'm age-appropriate, it's a bastard's eye. I can feel the same thing there as the man I called Fushimi.

Then I guess she convinced me too. He frowned sadly and nodded, "Yes."

The leaves of the tree do shrivel slightly if you ask me, and they also look like they are losing their energy. I guess it's already been invaded by Hugheslime.

Looking at it like our own pain, they stopped for a moment.

Looks like you're still safe around here.

Coconobi, who had also cut off the ground, used to his shoulders, and when he was sure that there was no looseness in the kimono belt or in the hardware of the sword, he exhaled.

The quiet temper that leaks even though it's only twelve or three girls is sharpened to the point that even Nato sees it for the first time.

"Mr. Nato, you must focus on avoiding never getting your hands on it. I don't think I can afford to help you. That suddenly spreads its tentacles wide from the ground, so if you get attacked, leave at least ten steps in between."

"Okay."

"I'm sorry my little girl gave it away. But it's dangerous to stand around the wrong way about this."

"I don't care"

Coconobi, with his head lowered with a dust, looked forward when he set up his sword.

Did I say magic in ancient times? Feeling something burning all around her, she utters a eulogy to define the spearhead of it.

"- EU escrevo isto Seque Maximo Ligacao"

Boo, and the white light overflowed into the woods from the clothes and swords that she wrapped around.

This is followed by a red geometry floating in the palm of her brushed hand, and the leaked phantom light spreads as it intertwines with the white light.

Slowly at first.

But it's been fast since Coconobi rang his fingers. Instantly scattered light quickly becomes invisible and disappears.

It doesn't cause the flames, it doesn't mean the plants move. Then what the hell was the law -?

Without answering such Nato's questions, Coconobi stepped forward.

But every step of the way, the decaying soil makes a crisp, dry plant-like sound.

The broken leaf chips had risen, and something similar had happened to it even in the distance.

No way. At the same time Nato thought, Kokonobi pokes his sword to the ground and chants his next spell.

"Eu escrevo isto Queimo Eternamente!

As soon as he did, a flame erupted to break the ground.

It burns and flames instantly on living trees that would not otherwise burn.

One after the other also ignited the scraps that rose in the air, and the swollen flames became fiercely roaring fireballs. But it separates nicely between Nato and Coconobi, and never leaks outside.

"I will burn down all the sick woods. If possible, then tell me again what to apologize for. See you later."

Coconobi, curling back, lowered his head with a pepper as he carried a heat wave that seared everything on his back.

When she finishes it, she walks on through a scorching hell without any bitterness.

Her little figure disappeared in a whirlpool and a blazing flame.