Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

Seeing a child suddenly falling into the water, the three of them had a look at what the hell was going on.

Muir in particular is more surprised and flying than anyone else.

(Uh... who is it? Girl......?

Muir sees a child who is terrified, who doesn't even move Pickle.

"Oh, hey, can we just leave it like this?

There Anold leaks his voice worried that he will still choke on a child whose face is soaked in water.

Turning to peek at the views of the sun color, "Phew," there was a sun color soaking in the water that seemed pleasant as there was nothing there.

"Whoa! Why is it normal?

Maybe it was a natural cry. It must be my first thought to pioneer a sun-colored mypace where nothing goes through despite this situation.

"Hey Hiiro!

"Shut up. Osama should decide what to do, right? I want to enjoy the hot springs."

"Ko, this gacah... I really don't..."

Anold is dropping his shoulders against the same sun-colored attitude as he pulls his cheeks apart. And slowly return your gaze to the girl as it is.

"I don't have a choice. You can't keep doing this, Muir. Give me a hand."

"Oh, yeah!

"Spears are in the way for now. Okay, oh, that's pretty heavy. Muir, hold this for a second."

That's what I say, take the spear from the kid and hand it to Muir.

"Be careful, it's heavy"

"Yeah!"

Muir is quite powerful because he is a beast man, even if he is small. Big spear, but nothing if you just hold it. But I still think I have a heavy spear in my hand.

Muir was surprised to hold onto not dropping the spear when it was something he could often handle such a heavy spear with a small body.

Muir guesses it's not a girl, looking at her face yet, but seeing her long hair and outfit, and her height not so different from herself.

With the shade of Anold holding both sides of the child out of the water and leaning back from a state of bowing, I was finally able to see the person's face.

"Oh, I knew it was a girl"

She looked about the same age as Muir, an adorable girl with yellow hair stretched to her waist and three braids to tie it behind her.

Cute with a bunch of hair as pinned as an antenna shaking in a lilac overhead.

And Muir, looking at the girl's entire body, accidentally drank a cockroach and stared at her body with envy.

Large chest, thin hands and feet and hips, white and fine skin. A neat face to call a beautiful girl. Because all of that was what Muir wanted to get.

It makes me kind of sad to see that style, which is clearly different from my own. Even though it looks about the same age..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Huh, you were a woman"

Suddenly I hear voices and Muir turns around. There was a sun color there.

"Come on, come on!

With a towel wrapped around her waist, Muir turns her back vigorously feeling her face turn bright red in the naked sun color of her upper body.

(Chi, it's close!)

Without knowing such Muir's embarrassment, the sun color glances at the sleeping girl and walks to the rock where her clothes are. Apparently I've enjoyed the hot springs enough already.

You perceived Muir's embarrassment, Anold comes with words to comfort you.

"And let's get dressed for now."

"Ugh... yeah"

Once I was sure if the girl was alive, she seemed to be breathing properly, so I put her to bed on the spot and went to get dressed.

Even when the three dressed came back, the girl was still asleep. The sun color asks as she looks down at the girl with a sappy face.

"What are you going to do?

"Uh-huh, I think I'll just leave it like this. Even monsters might come..."

"Oh, yeah, right. I need to wake you up somehow."

Muir observes the girl again. Whatever you're wearing, it's a heso fashion or a light light outfit called shortbread on the chest.

He has a black chalker wrapped around his neck and a shiny cloth wrapped around his hips to cover that shortbread.

The most eye-catching is the spear, but if you have a spear this big, it's likely the adventurer.

Maybe he has a lot of strength, but he leaves without waking him up like this, and if anything happens to her, he thinks he's not sleeping well, Anold is slapping Petite and her cheek.

Muir turned her gaze to the sun color next door.

"So, is she okay?

"I don't know, there's no trauma, I guess he's not dead..."

"But it's an adventurer or something to have such a big spear... hmm?

Muir, with her gaze back at the girl, becomes uncomfortable with Anold's behavior as she was about to wake her.

Earlier, he had slapped the girl's cheek with a petite flat hand, but now, for some reason, he was poking it with his fingertips and as if he enjoyed the feel.

And the extreme thing is that Anold's cheeks seem pleasantly loose. The appearance was very much not something you could show against someone else's, and the girl.

"Uncle...?

"What! Oh, no, it's nothing! I never enjoyed the elasticity of softening it... ah"

"Uncle......"

It made me kind of sad to see Anold's deliberate attitude.

And the sun color is,

"What? Is this a crime scene?

"No! You don't think this... oh no! Muir! You're gonna believe this!

"Ugh, yeah... and I believe you. I... yeah, I believe you... right?

"Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh!

Anold ran off somewhere to see Muir desperately reading the air and feel sorry for herself.

"Uncle!?

"Leave him alone. You'll be back in time. That's more than that. I don't mind leaving you alone."

"Oh, you can't do that!

".................. Ha, then just wake me up"

"Yeah... but how do I wake you up..."

Confused, I heard the sun color leaking my sighs.

They went to find superb ingredients and dots as soon as possible, but they seem troubled because they don't make sense because they don't move.

Anold is the only one who knows about ingredients. That anold wouldn't choose to leave her alone. I mean, inevitably, the sun color will also wait until she wakes up.

"... I have no choice."

The sun color approaches the sleeping girl and tries to bring her fingertips closer to her face.

"Hi, Mr. Hiiro?

Ask without knowing what the sun color is trying to do.

"Just shut up and watch. Wake him up."

"Character Magic" … that's the rare magic name of the sun.

Accommodate magic at your fingertips, write letters, and cause the effect of that letter as a phenomenon. That was the magic of the sun color.

As an example, if you write "flame," you can create flames from nothing, and if you write "float," you can float straight into the universe, and if you write "explode," you can have an awesome explosion.

It was just an all-purpose cheat ability. It doesn't have to be kanji, but I understand what kanji means more clearly and use it because it is easier to make it work.

And now I'm pointing my fingertips at the girl I'm sleeping with, trying to write the letter 'up' - the next moment, something unexpected happened.

- Gabe!

"... what?

It made my eyes black and white at so many events. That seems Muir was the same and is stiff with his mouth open with Pocan.

When I said why the two of them were in such a situation, it was because the girl who was supposed to be asleep opened her whole big mouth with her sun-colored fingers, no, hands.

Mogmog Mogmog.

Even more surprisingly, the girl still only moves her mouth unconscious.

"Yes, it hurts!? Get off me, you antenna woman!

Apparently, in the sun color, the girl's name was decided by the antenna woman. Obviously, I could tell from the hair that it was attached.

Hearing the gully and his own fist make an unpleasant sound, he tries desperately to pull it out of her mouth while enduring the pain, but keeps following it with him to her face.

"This... you're not going to let go even if you mean it! Hey, get off me! Or get up, you idiot!

Then I thought I moved my eyebrows piquely to react to my voice, a girl who roughly raises her eyelids. When I saw that, I was so relieved to finally wake up.

"... oh dear..."

"... who told me to keep saying hello"

The sun color says as it draws the cheeks to a pimple.

"Let go for now"

……

A girl leans her neck in the same outfit as Cocun.

"Open your mouth!

…… A ~ n "

He opened his mouth even though he pretended to be faceless, so I look at that gap and take my hands off. Brilliantly, the back of my hand still has a crisp tooth shape.

"Oh, that Mr. Hiiro? Are you all right, sir?

Muir finally opened his mouth.

But the sun is rubbing its hands without answering it.

"... Hiiro?... who?

"You are what you are. Trying to eat people's hands."

I stare at her with all the grumpy aura, but the girl doesn't look bad, only her eyes pat up and down with an inorganic look.

"... was a good smell... from?

"Why do you ask? And my hands are not food."

"Sorry...... Hiiro?

"Don't call people names casual, antenna woman."

"............ no"

"What?"

"Wi says wi"

"... what?

I accidentally asked back again. I was sappy about what you were talking about.

"Oh, you know, maybe Mr. Wi is your name..."

Muir comes in between, but the girl also shakes her neck to the side.

"Mmm...... wi is wi. But that's not all... is it?

"... what are you talking about?

"Sa, come on..."

What a strange atmospheric girl she was. My pace or nature, I am a person with no grasp.

"Are you saying Mr. Wi is not Mr. Wi?

"Wi is wi, right? But it's also called winkaa."

"... Ah, that's your name Winkaa! Does that mean you're calling it shrinking?

"Mmm...... correct. So you can call me Wi.... who?

Is Winkaa the first to notice Muir's presence, look at her and tilt her neck?

"Oh, I'm sorry! Wow, I say Muir! It's Muir Castreia!"

"Muir...... Hiiro"

"So don't call me comfortable, antenna woman"

They still have their hands on their roots. Looks like it hurt pretty bad.

"Sorry...... I bit my hand"

"I didn't bite you. You tried to eat it."

Then he shun and lay down his face.

"Oh, that Mr. Hiiro? Ui seems to be reflecting too..."

Muir looks up at the sun color like he's in trouble.

"... ha, by the way, how far did Osama go?

This is the kind of person Anold thinks the sun color is to leave to him.

At that time, as I had anticipated the timing, the footsteps were coming this way that beat the earth violently with Dadadadadadadadadadadada.

Anold, who returns with his breath violently disturbed, looks at the suncolors and confirms that the girl who helped him earlier there is awake before making a laugh and remark.

"Ha-ha-ha... oh! You're up, lady!

"Ah, uncle! That's right, Mr. Wye. Oh, but it really sounds like your name is Mr. Wincah!

"... wi fine"

"Heh - wi. Nice to meet you, Wi! I'm Anold Ocean!

"Mmm... nice to meet you"

"But you, why have you fallen?

"Fall... what?

Apparently, Winkaa doesn't remember that she fell into the water.

Guru guru guru......

Somehow the little beast's voice reaches everyone's ears as if it had sounded uncluttered.

Then Pathan and Winkaa fall on their backs to the ground.

"Oh, hey, what's up!? Wi?"

Anold screams, but Winkaa moves her mouth as she holds her stomach down.

"Stomach...... reduced"

Those were the suncolors who dropped their shoulders.