Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

"Huhahahahahahahahaha! I'm not impossible!

The sun laughs at the full opening of the kitchen, which is second-class and demonic.

Yes, it was the golden balls that attracted me brilliantly.

And on the back of his fist, which protruded high, was written a letter emitting a blue and white light.

The letter is - "Happiness".

I worried about what kind of letters to write. I could have written 'luck', but then I didn't know if I could specify whether I'd be lucky or down.

Then what about 'out'? That would make sure the balls came out, but I can't sort out whether it's the gold balls.

Then what about "we"? This is the most lost. He said he might be able to win this. But I didn't know if writing it to myself would work.

It might be perfect if I were to write it on the galapon itself, but I thought it wouldn't make sense to write it in my own hands.

That's why I made it 'happy'. This allows me to have a strong image of myself being happy.

Magic is inferior in power if you put in an image, clutter.

I made it a letter of "Happiness" that was easy to recognize as clear. It was as cheesy as ever.

Besides, I set it up in four stages. That means writing the same words to the other three. Because that would increase the relative probability that one of the four would be elected.

However, it was also certain that this was based on the condition that the magic of the sun color would be exposed.

(Yeah, but no regrets. for something delicious)

It was a belief that I lost my appetite more than the hassle of finding out.

Well, even though you'll find out, it's also true that the Anolds didn't have that much resistance because it's like they've already found out.

As a result, all four of us were able to get what we were looking for in a row.

Anold and Muir were flabbergasted by too many phenomena, but when this happened, I tried to explain them to them. Because I'm in a good mood for sun colors right now.

By the way, Winkaa was just happy.

"Oh, hey Hiiro...?

"You'll want to hear it, but now I want it... eat it!

I'll explain it to the Anolds later.

I have food in my hand like a burger. Of course the contents are Happiness Shark. It has a beautiful cherry blossom color, wrapped in lettuce like vegetables and served with a sweet and spicy sauce.

"Ham............ hmmm!?

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I instantly remembered the illusion of being in the ocean by the smell of a fluttering tide.

Body condensed due to deep sea water pressure. Elastic and rich in flavor. It also went great with crisp bread, enough to make you feel the life of the ocean with just a bite to eat.

I'm shaking, of my tongue...... no, it stimulates the sensation of my entire mouth. Besides, you can also taste the dusty touch. This is the corner Anold was talking about. Delicious.

Many times more delicious than cartilage fried with exquisite salting. All the bones and teeth, the body accepts it softly.

(Dude, did you have this delicious thing!?

I feel it tastes better than anything I've ever eaten. It feels like you're still alive, rambling in your stomach.

I really like that.

Besides, I feel like my body is getting stronger.

This... this is...

(... that's definitely a big win!

It must be the natural flow that loosens your cheeks.

Relax and you may fall asleep in too much trance. I feel really good. It's like you're in the warm sun, floating in the ocean.

Seeing the Anolds, Muir is eating another heartless meal. She also seems to like eating, tastes so much and seems in a good mood.

And anold, but - I'm crying about why.

Clarified to say, the landscape where Osama eats while crying is not pleasant to watch.

Well, I guess that's all it means to be delicious, but I felt a little chilly thoughts and decided to hit him later.

Winkaa is also indulging in giving Hanemaru his share while cheeks are uplifted. Everyone was feeling happy.

"No - Satisfied! I'm very happy with the rest."

Anold is happily pounding his swollen belly.

"Yeah, it was delicious. Um... the..."

Muir saw the sun color.

"The... Oh, thank you, Mr. Hiiro"

"Hiiro, thanks. Delicious."

Winkaa has thanked me at the same time. I'll just say "never mind".

But that prompted Anold to ask about Lettermagic as he deserved.

"Well, let me ask you something. Tell me about the one you wrote on the back of our hands. You've never told me this before, but it's time for you to tell me, okay?

"............... well, that's good"

"Huh? Are you sure?

Anyway, Anold came back to ask me if I thought he was going to say no again.

"What? If you don't want to hear it, don't tell me?

"Oh, no, no, let me hear it! That letter... what is it? It's got to be magic, right?

The other two are also watching over the sun-colored mouth.

He still seems interested in magic he doesn't know how to handle. Anold seems more interested because he had written letters on his body before.

"That's right." Character magic. "It's unique magic."

"I knew it."

Anold seemed to realize it was unique magic. Well, it's not strange if they're noticed if they use all that magic in front of them, albeit briefly.

Whatever it is, it also produces fire and light, heals wounds, and at the end of the day improves the physical abilities of others. Anold must have noticed it because he feels it.

"But compared to every unique magic you've ever seen, it's some kind of strange magic, isn't it? What the hell kind of principle is that?

I wasn't sure how far I'd actually say it. I gave a little information because I feel good, but would I need to say more?

So I remember what the presence of them is like for me. We've known each other on odd edges, and this is how we've continued our journey.

Clearly, all three of them are hobbyists and dumb honest people. And take care of your people. They would think of the sun color thing as companionship.

A few experiences resembling the dead line also dived with them.

That was a little bit of trust in the sun, but it was getting thicker.

I wondered if I could just talk a little more, and the sun color opened my mouth.

"You guys wrote letters on the back of your hands, didn't you?

"Oh, oh."

"It's a letter that I used where I lived, and I can use it as a phenomenon."

There's no kanji here, so the three of us can't read it. Then I gave a magical explanation all the time. Except for Winkaa, I hear it with a look like a pigeon got a bean cannon.

Anold in particular said, "Was there such a letter?," he thought with his arms in mind.

Winkaa speaks out "ooh" and expresses emotion.

"I mean, Hiiro, isn't your magic too great?

"Yeah, yeah."

Move your neck so that Muir also affirms Anold's words.

"I don't know. He was born with a gift."

"No, I'm sure you do... but none of the unique magic I've ever heard was that powerful, though, huh?

"Well, what do you have, for example?

Day colors I'm interested in unique magic that's different from me.

"Well, you know, the magic of handling space, the magic of brainwashing people, the other... the magic of manipulating monsters."

"Sure, they all look powerful."

Especially the brainwashing sucked and the sun color felt. I don't know how to brainwash it, but it's too powerful a magic to let others take your heart.

"But if your" letter magic, "you can use the magic you just mentioned, right?

To be honest, I think I can... Except for as fine a control as the original, but it is possible with the use of a letter with an equivalent effect.

"Sure you can."

"I knew it was a hiccup - you're so hiccup!"

Muir also agrees overwhelmingly until he speaks out again.

"But my magic is all-powerful, but it's never invincible."

"What happened?

"I don't know, I don't have the in-laws to teach that much"

You can't just teach it to faults. There's still something I can't say when it comes to them that I trust a little bit.

"Gu............ no, you're certainly an idiot who teaches flaws easily"

"That's what I'm talking about"

"But minus that, the magic is too fascinating! I have exactly the romance!

"I don't care, I'm tired, I'm going to the inn."

"Listen, people talk!

Anold sighs and tries to keep up with the same myth of sun color.

"What? Enough with the festival?

I follow from behind, so the sun color asks me wonders.

"Huh? Oh well, I was indulgent enough..."

"I had fun too!

"Wi too...... played a lot"

"Aw!"

"That's why."

"Then get the inn, servant."

"I've told you many times, I'm not a servant! Respect your age, Conoyalo!

"Just because you were born early, you look great."

"I've been through a lot in my life! Apologize to me now.

Says the sun color when he sees the open, screaming anode.

"... don't be such an adult, little one"

"What do you mean, a conch shaw!

The sun color moves its gaze to Muir. Muir also gets a troubled look at the lack of specifications for following up.

Leaving the gagger and the noisy anode alone, the sun color headed for the inn. But there was a problem there.

"... Huh? Don't have a room?

Anold was stunned by the reception at the inn.

From the sun color behind it drifts a grumpy aura that can be described as extreme.

"Excuse me, sir. What can I say, thank you for the festival? I don't have the extra room."

What can I do if they say so? Especially how Anold persuades a ghost to stare at him while conceiving his killer behind him. Anold sweats from his forehead.

Anold slowly and quietly turns his face and stares at the brunette boy in the matter.

"What are you gonna do, Osama?"

"You can't help it, can you? Because nothing is nothing."

"... Ha, there's a city, but it's a wild place..."

The day color of squirming with vain eyes was unusual. Honestly, it was so far in the wild that I thought I could finally sleep in a decent room. But unfortunately it also disappeared with unfulfilled dreams.

"Damn... the festival... explode"

I hear a scary grunt, but I enjoyed the sun colors a lot, so he doesn't seem to think I can be serious about it.

If this is the case, I think we should have taken the inn before we went around the festival, Anold. No, maybe there hasn't been a room since then, but I regret I should have made sure.

"Um..."

Those at the reception call out. Anold turns a faint glance.

"If you don't mind, why don't you go to the guild?

"To the Alliance?

Anold listens back.

"Ah, yes. The guild has a temporary dormitory for staff, but if we talk about it, maybe you can open it up, right?

Then Anold eliminates the shade of his expression and returns a snort.

"Sure, you could lend me this day or so."

"Are you going?

Anold puts his hand on Muir's head as he looks up at the top.

"Oh, my last hope."

"I hope it's not empty there either."

"You hippo! I don't know why you say that! Expect a little. A little!

"Then I'll be there soon."

"So listen to me. Tell me about people!

The sun color leaves the inn early with Stata. chase it in a hurry.

The guild had quite a few people, but somehow earned the thankful word that there would be a room where four and one could sleep. One line of sun color was horrible, not ending in emptiness.

Day colors that are passed into the hypnotic room and lie on the bed. I still sincerely think the bed is better than Nojuku.

"By the way, what do we do now?

Asking how Anold is going to cross the border, the sun color says as he feels the comfort of the bed.

"... you can't just walk out of here on your own, can you?

"Well, unless you have an officially issued Customs Pass."

"You have it?

"Oh, there's two for me and Muir. What about Wi?"

"Mmm... there is"

Winkaa also has the goal of finding a father who travels around the world, so he seems to have had it for granted.

"How do you get it?

"Dude, how was I supposed to cross the border without even knowing that?

"If it's someone you can't talk to............ force?

"Scare me! I'd laugh and fool around if I were you, but when I hear about magic, I'll give you that answer. Scare it!

He seemed horrified that he was going to cross it anyway by knocking down officials with the Letters Magic, and Anold is pulling his face apart.

"Ready? The Customs Certificate will be applied for and issued by the Alliance. Here."

What the sun color showed me was somehow turning the train ticket around. The date of issue and expiry date are written therein.

"Then here..."

"No, it's gonna take a long time for the Alliance here to apply, but it's gonna take you a long time to get clearance, okay?

"... are you serious?

"Seriously. It's supposed to be issued on the King's knee, the guild of [the human kingdom]. Well, that still takes about a week. We'll file an application from here, get confirmation to the guild of [the human country], and we'll get the Customs Pass for the first time with permission."

Filing an application first will examine the person's background, origin, etc. Of course, if you have a criminal record or something, you won't get permission.

If it is determined that there is no problem with the person and a good reason to go through the lockup, the Alliance Master pushes the permit stamp on the permit. They say that's the Customs Certificate.

"Well, that's a great [Victorias] guild master."

"What are you talking about? You were there, weren't you? Why don't you know?

"I'm not interested."

"... ha, okay, remember, it's no harm. Hiiro, do you know how many SSS-ranked adventurers there are in humans?

"It's definitely the three of us, isn't it?

"Oh, one of them is Gilmouth in [Human Country Victorias]"

"Phew."

"No, no, no, no, no, no."

I can't help it because it's basically a day color that I'm not interested in other people for saying that.

"It's amazing, huh? Those who are good in strength, in people's hopes, are chosen. The beast man says it's comparable in physical ability. Exactly a monster."

"I understand that the monster is a man blinded by his status and honor."

"Oh, you know... they do say that [Victorias] Gilmouth can exercise the same power as a king when things happen... isn't that too much?

"I don't."

"... ha, so of course I don't even know your name. What's his name?"