Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

Langtang, who was surprisingly easy to talk to, and the three of them headed back for reconnaissance as they were forgetting the time and talking in a daze.

"Welcome back, how'd it go?

"Nothing, there was no big guy. The size's there, boss. The room's a while away."

Answering Mr. Langtang's casual inquiry, Tendo sits somewhat in the abyss of the fountain, looking bored. On either side of it, just two Julimari sat down.

Heavenly Dow, you obviously looked like a wuss, but you were silently listening to the yellow voices that the two of you utter, whether it was also an experience that you had noted a few more times but it didn't work.

Those three people don't show interest as if they don't exist about me... but as far as I'm concerned, then I'm in trouble.

From the three of us, Kotaro Takawa is a poor little nerd close to the bottom of the class, and as a force of war or support, he wouldn't expect anything.

Nor do I expect you to protect me or Tendo in silence. Perhaps he's not really interested in me. Live or die, either way. It feels that way.

I don't resent that stance. Heavenly Tao, you are a mighty man, but you can afford to be late, and you are piercing your own dignity. Much better, like a mouth or sidewalk, just not trying to feed others. Is the relationship right, such as neutrality, not being an enemy or ally?

But I want more power to protect me. [M] Heavenly Dow, it's unlikely that you'll be such a great partner like May, but at least I want you to think about me, Allied Mob, who I don't care about, from a neutral mob, and who I think I can finally protect and do.

In short, I have to sell myself to you, Tendo.

I decide to be prepared with a wacko and talk to you Heavenly Door!

"What's up, Peach River, you're sweating, are you hot?

"No, it's okay, 'cause it's okay"

Will my nervousness be so on my face? [M] Well, I don't like poker faces or loving laughter anyway. Looks like a nerd, let's get tangled up with a grand blue face for the bad guy.

If you're hot, you should rest. - Or put Mr. Langdon down to say something like a mother, and I'm single, Heavenly Door. I got under you.

"Heaven do, I need to talk to you for a second, okay?"

"Oh?"

Guillotine, and a gaze so sharp that I could see a phonetic sound shot through me.

Ugh, what is this feeling? I feel like it's a clarity intimidation that can't be explained by such things as being very carefree or just an atmosphere. It feels like my heart hurts all the time.

This way of feeling is a little unusual. No matter how freaked out I am, I just got stunned, and I don't have it.

Maybe he has' intimidation 'that puts mental pressure on the person he stares at, or even skills like that.

For example, there is no need to fear uselessly. I'll let you talk, as I planned. [M]

"Oh, um..."

"Well, fine, say it"

Damn, even though my mind knew it might be an intimidating skill, I caught the word in my throat when I spoke out loud. Pathetic, rather than, after all, definitely convinced that some effect was working.

Say it, and the moment Heavenly Door gave you clear permission to speak, the pressure disappeared.

"You guys, just go away for a second"

"Yeah."

"So..."

"Just go."

Ha, hu, while I was taking a breath and getting my breath ready, Heavenly Dow, you were letting the two Julimari take their seats off. Apparently, he's going to take it a little seriously.

"Heavenly Path, maybe you have demonic materials and cores, so I want to make a deal"

"Hey, what if I told you?

"Whatever, I want to hunt the demons around and get the carcasses"

What we need now more than anything else is material to bring Rem back to life. Without Rem, I would have to collect material by myself. It is only with the presence of a savant named Rem that I, the magician, can hunt as steady a miscellaneous fish mons as a skeleton or a red dog, even solo.

"Peach River, what does Temei have?

I'm guessing Heavenly Dow also assumes that a man like me has more to offer than a grand deal so far.

If it were normal, Tendo had the image of putting your mood ahead of your pursuit of profit and saying no to it fine and "it stinks like trouble"... but under the circumstances of this dungeon survival, I thought there was something I wanted even for him.

That, Heavenly Door, is the thing I think I want, but maybe I have it. That's what I stepped on, so I guess I got right on to it.

Well, I hope my offerings come true for him.

"I have medicine."

"Four leaves?

"No, I can use materials other than four leaves to make wound pills with my abilities."

Hmm, and Heavenly Door, you don't seem very interested in faces. Because you have that overwhelming combat ability, you don't need a healing pill. But you think so?

No, no matter how much, I wouldn't be that self-conscious of an idiot.

"It's more effective than four leaves. I can't heal the boulder in an instant, but if I had time, I would be able to heal quite a bit of depth, so I think it would be useful to have... Could I have some healing magic or something and didn't need it?

The two Julimari are 'warriors' and 'knights', and Mr. Langdo is' earthly magician '. And, Heavenly Tao, you're a mysterious vocation, but if you think you've been summoning and using stupid big swords, you're supposed to be a combat system. At least, he shouldn't be a' healer '.

I mean, there's not a single healer (healer) at this party.

So I don't mind just the four leaves that I can't unexpectedly collect. Even if you had a recovery potion that you could get from the crate, you wouldn't want to use it that way.

So, like my wound pill A, you get a good amount of it, a healing pill for that effect, which should be the stuff you need to fight demons that are never avoided again.

If a set of miscellaneous fish monster ingredients that can be terminated in one effort or so is a consideration, I am proud to say that it is a dish that will jump right away...

"Let me see."

Before we get into the conversation, do you want to make sure it works? Unsurprisingly, there is no loophole.

But not from a scammer recommending frigid skincare products, but from me with drugs that hold real healing power, it's actually more effective to have them confirmed to work than to advertise them as Bella Bella.

"Yes, here it is."

Takashima, I'm in your lunchbox replacement tupper, and I'm offering you a drooling wound pill A. Without frowning at the drifting blue odor, stare at the medicine with serious eyes.

"You're lying."

Shift your sharp gaze from medicine to mine. Unexpectedly, it doesn't have to be bad. It's intimidating to say sorry, but I'm not willing to apologize for all this.

I didn't know you were going to cut off this wound drug A that saved my life and May's as' lying '. Is your eye a pit? Or is it camouflaging?

"I'm not lying, it's a good healing effect. If you doubt it, you can actually cut it and hurt it and show it where to heal."

"The medicine is real. But he's not what you made him."

Heavenly Tao, for a moment, I'm late in understanding what you're talking about.

"I didn't know the fairy walnut leaves and the white flowers growing over there would be wound pills. There seems to be something else mixed up... but I remember, you're a tampon leaf guy."

"Become, why..."

No way, they spotted the drug material!? Why, no, possibly, an appraisal skill!

"Mix the same thing up. Oh, you say anyone can do drugs? Thank you, Takagawa."

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, my God, I didn't expect you to know who the wound pills are at a glance. Even Mae said she kept her wound drug recipe a secret...... it sucks. It's worse in nature than being stolen in kind of medicine. Being able to find out the recipe is tantamount to losing all the existential value of my healer.

The mood is as if he were a dumb scientist who was patented first after being paked with the great invention of the century.

"So, that's all we're talking about?

Heavenly Dow doesn't seem to have any guilt or gratitude for stealing the wound drug recipe I've been protecting so dearly. Already, my wound pills are of no value. As long as you know the ingredients, you can make as many of them yourself. No, you don't even have to do the cumbersome work of collecting and conditioning yourself if you let the two Julimari make it.

Damn it, damn it, what do we do? Perhaps if we finish this conversation, you will not take my story seriously anymore. [M]

I have unilaterally compromised valuable information, and the only thing I have is a skeleton bone.

Damn, no, I'm not kidding. Can you keep pulling back?

"Not yet... not yet."

"Next on the wound meds, will you introduce me to the poison meds as well?

"Cigarettes."

"... what?"

I have a cigarette.

Heavenly Way, your eyes are wide open. For the first time, I think I've seen mattomo reactions.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Just one box. Unopened new"

"What about Gala?

"Wild Seven"

"Bought"

At the same time as declaring the conclusion of the business negotiations, Heavenly Tao put his right hand around you and let the golden magic team unfold. It's the same guy who took out that red sword.

But it is not the great sword that Goliath can break right now that comes out of this golden circle, but the cluttered monster material is a great release with Dobadoba. What the hell, there's a huge amount of it!?

"I'll give you everything. Is that enough for you?

"Enough, thank you"

I fish the bottom of my school bag and take out my cigarettes, floating my best sales smile.

"Peach River, you smoke too?

No, this is Takashima, the guy you had.

Yeah, I don't smoke. I've never put my mouth on it, and I don't want to smoke it. That's the first victim I discovered in this other world, dead in the woods, Takashima-san, the thing I recovered from his bag.

Takashima, your lunch box is an MVP item that helped me defeat the armored bear, but I didn't know that the cigarettes I somehow recovered along with my pokali and calorie mates would help here.

No, thank you very much, Takashima. Now I wish you the best of luck again.

"Right, Takashima's... Is he dead?

"Yeah, by the time I found him, he was already dead."

I was upset that the armored bear was chasing me, but I'm pretty sure Takashima was dead at that point. His eyes remained open, and he bled his nose into tears, and blood flowed through a hole in his face, like a magnificent death.

But wait. How the hell am I supposed to die like that? At least, it doesn't look like a monster attacked me. No body, no bag, no sign of being fished.

For example, Takashima is the possible cause of your death... was it even bitten by a fiercely poisonous bug or snake? It's not strange in this other world to have such a terrible way of dying poison.

"Maybe we were close?

"Nothing. I didn't even know he was smoking. Are you okay with baseball clubs?"

With that said, cut the cigarette seal with a flowing hand, one in your mouth.

Pattin, and ring your finger at the tip of the cigarette, the fire lights faintly. And at the next moment, the cigarette started burning in Chile.

What's that, a super cool way to start? Isn't it fire attribute magic? Even when I cut Goliath, he was on fire.

But I don't think Heavenly Door is just a 'flaming magician'. The ability to fire would be an omelet.

Organize it, Heavenly Door. Your abilities are diverse.

First, the power to wave the red sword. Even the heavenly 'swordsman' or 'warrior' won't oh, brilliant skill. In addition, to the great firepower of baking Goliath, manipulate the flame with such clever control that it can light a cigarette.

But the most fearful thing is more than such a combat capability… an appraisal skill that spots my wound pills at a glance and the golden magic formations (inventories) that store this massive amount of material.

It's the ability to recreate the convenient features of the game as they are. It's not convenient. Its value is immeasurable.

Perhaps the most amazing thing about your abilities is not your combat skills, but your support skills such as item storage for appraisal. Maybe even that big red sword is not a rare weapon I accidentally got from a crate, but something I created myself. For example, you will have the ability to smell weapons, surpassing Mr. Little Bird Play.

If you speak only with further unsubstantiated guesses, it is possible that Heavenly Dow also has the ability to take away skills like sidewalks and intuitive skills like mouth.

The flames he deals with may not be objects of his previous vocation, but skills acquired by defeating fire spraying demons such as Red Dog and Cerberus.

The intuition skill is that when you returned from reconnaissance, you told Langtang's question, "The boss room is a while away," so I thought you might have some kind of bandit mapping ability to perceive the size of the area of the dungeon. Dungeons without maps, I don't have a wacky idea of how far ahead we can get to the boss room. Even the compass of the magic formation just points in the direction, and I don't know the distance.

If my guess is right and I combine all these abilities...... yeah, it's totally cheesy, thank you.

It's ridiculous to even think about it.

Or, rather than exploring your abilities now, Heavenly Tao, it would be a prerequisite to first fish a pile of dosali and certain materials in front of this.

"Heh, heh... that's all we can do to create a lem that's never been more fulfilling"

Wait, Rem. It's the best gear I've got and I'll bring it back to life!

Swearing so firmly to my heart, I was excited by the anticipation and excitement, and took up the taste of the monster material.