Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

Until Max and the others came back tomorrow, we were to be in trouble at Max's house.

Before Max left, I told him to take care of Kami if he wanted, so he was going to let me stay at home as that.

Russo, Max's wife, also welcomed me in pleasure. Max's house was so big a wooden home that it was okay for the Anolds to stay.

I honestly admired the sun color because Max said it was built.

"But I didn't expect Max to get such a beautiful cami."

"No, Mr. Anold, if you get too complimented, you're on track, aren't you?

Russo strokes the head of her second daughter, Belle, as she rests beside her, holding her big belly.

Unlike Max, as Anold put it, she is skinny enough to break and beautiful like a model with a neat face.

"Fuwa - she's cute."

Muir stares at Bell with his slumbering expression. Sometimes I can't seem to find a way to suck my fingers with the tutsch, and I'm fixing my gaze on the bell to see if that winkaa is in love with me too.

"Oh, um, can I touch your stomach?

When Muir pleaded with Russo, Russo replied "Fine" when he smiled calmly. Winkaa and "Wi too" are saying and hitchhiking.

You two gently touch Russo's stomach.

"Oh, it just moved! It moved, didn't it, Mr. Wye?

Muir looks obviously excited and exchanges his gaze with Winkaa, who has also nodded over and over again.

"But she's a great mother."

"What's all of a sudden, Osama? You want to touch your stomach, too? Stop it. Hands on my friend's daughter-in-law are just as stylish..."

"What are you talking about?!

"Uncle, be quiet!

Watch out for Muir in unlimited quiet tones. I'm staring at what Bell will do when he wakes up.

"Wow, bad Muir..."

"You're pissed, Osama."

"Oh, you.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Oh, you've grown a little."

…………

Anold had been staring at the sun color for a while with his cheeks drawn to a pimple.

The sun color stared at Jizzy Russo and said "it will come out a little" when he closed his eyes quietly and left the house.

There were many children playing around in the village. She sneezes around fine, falls and cries, her friends comfort her, and her mother hugs her and refreshes her for a child who doesn't stop crying.

Such a peaceful landscape. Nippon discovers the stump and drops his hips there. There comes Hanemaru, and when he rides on his leopard lap, he tends to his body in a comfortable manner.

The sun color casually looks up at the sky blurry.

(Parent............... mother...)

The sun color reminds me of my parents who died in an accident at an early age, and I think of my mother, who was kind to the end.

(At that time, if I had magic like right now...)

Is it because I saw Russo and the kid earlier that I think about such a thing...

(What are you thinking...)

The sun color shook his head to abandon his thoughts and began reading the book he had taken out of his nostalgia.

That night. Suddenly Bell's cries echoed indoors during the time when everyone was asleep. It is a night cry.

Unexpectedly everyone wakes up and watches the bell sleeping with Russo.

There was Russo waking up a body that would be heavy without one unpleasant face and not breaking his grin and giving up his bell.

"It's amazing, my mother."

Anold's whining was convincing. I know that crying at night is the color of the sun itself. I have never experienced the color of day, whether it be my only child or not.

But this night the cry lasts almost every night. Every time my parents take care of me until I stop crying like this. It is precisely an act of love.

I hear that some people fall from physical and mental fatigue in childcare. So much for parenting, I guess. I know exactly how you're just touching one end of it.

I do chores, work, rest my tired body, but they wake me up crying at night. Besides, there are many times in the middle of the night. I don't even think I can stand it if it's sunny.

Besides, Russo is pregnant and she keeps having that tough childcare. Keep smiling......

(What makes you look like that...?

Russo's merciful expression. A trick that keeps gently tapping Bell's back with a ton. I can't feel any negative emotions there, only the love of thinking of my child conveys.

"I'm sorry, guys. Shut up."

I'd like to see someone who can disobey Russo's words like that. Even the sun went quietly to the floor without saying anything. I just have to think this way.

(Is the mother... great...?)

I cried several times at night since then, but the sun color remained quietly closed my eyes. Even if I was prevented from sleeping, I wasn't in a strange and unpleasant mood.

The next morning, he said Max and the others would be back soon if he was due, and Anold was waiting outside with Winkaa to pick him up. Muir is in the house, waking up, playing with Belle.

When it came to the sun color, he went to [Dogham Garden], a flower garden that was near the village, where he slept and read books.

It was the perfect place to read a book quietly, surrounded by floral floral scents that calmed you down in the warm sun.

By the way, I borrowed the book from Max's house. Of course I have permission. Anything. A fortune teller who stopped by the village some years ago said it was a thank you for a meal and left it.

The Adventures of Tinklevikr

That's what the cover of the book said. Why can you read the letters of this world, because the translated Japanese comes up above the letters of this world.

The letter of this world is called the Lanaris Letter. Of course it's not Japanese.

I heard it as information when I was summoned that it was an interracial correction, because the translation would be automated. But the only way to write this letter is to remember.

I came to this world and practiced writing letters for once. It may also have been remembered as an out-of-the-world slur, or an interracial correction.

So now I have no problem with brush talk, and living perfectly as a person in this world has no problem.

I've been good at memorizing for a long time, and what I'm interested in, especially what I wrote in the book, was basically memorizing enough to remember once I saw it. I guess it's also thanks to its memorizing power.

"Is this what you call an arr... a tale of bravery?

Looking at the painting on the cover of the book, it says a young man with a sword.

(But there are people in every world who write stories like this. Mm-hmm, author name...... Marquis Bluenote...... or)

I thought you'd never heard of it. This still came to this world, and I've read quite a few books, but it was the name of the author I saw for the first time. Scroll through the page without overwhelming what it feels like to deviate from the story.

The setting was honest. The nations insisted on their own authority and insisted that they were the ones at the top of the world.

At first we were discussing it, but gradually it escalates and develops into war.

The nations fight each other, and the people are exhausted because of it. The world just went into a world full of sadness and pain.

In the meantime, one young man rises up worried about the world and, with his fellow citizens with the same thoughts, suppresses the strife.

(That's a lot of fine justice. Though I don't think the world will perish so easily, even with all the pain)

The man is called a hero, but one day he is slain.

(... Yes? Is the hero going to die?

Besides, it was the king of the country who sent out the hero who killed him. The hero was executed for killing the king's daughter.

Of course heroes don't do that or anything. But the king was jealous of the fame of the hero who saved the nations and became a symbol of peace, and was murdered as a result.

Because of it, there is chaos again, and that eventually becomes a great battle from a small spark, and once again tragedy engulfs the world.

(What a well, miserable end. An unrequited hero?)

But that wasn't the end of his adventure.

(You're not done!

He still had something to do. Yes, he still had a mission left. It's about me being resurrected and making the world peaceful.

(You persevere when you get here. I mean resurrection)

The hero who became only a soul searched.

How to return to this world again. And you're going to get some magic.

The magic was absolute magic that could move the world the way I wanted it to.

But unfortunately a hero whose flesh had been lost and his spirit alone could not use its magic.

So I decided to wait. One day, someone will find you and bring you back to life.

And when you can be resurrected, use the magic you have acquired to restore peace. First of all, yes, let's crush all the country.

(Come on, you fucked up, hero)

Eliminate all countries of today with bad ideas. That should make for a peaceful world. And I'll be adventurous in such a lovely world again.

He keeps waiting. Wait, wait, keep waiting.

Believe in the light of hope that will come one day. He keeps waiting.

Yes, his name is Tinkleweikle. He who has the name of a hero.

(You're totally broken, Koz. Well, is that the country, or the world)

Close the Pathan and the book.

"You're not going to be a brave man or a hero. You never want to be."

That end is set and not necessarily a happy ending. Facts are stranger than novels, but stories are often stories. Making up stories is not a real story.

Even the brave men who made peace have many enemies. Some people think it's more convenient to be at war. Some want to fight. I admire how you can push selfish justice in such a stream.

"Freedom, that's good. Do not change the flow and live as is. That's the best part."

The sun sighs as he groans so.

Then someone from the village turned towards the flower garden. Besides, you were in quite a hurry when you cleared your ears. I'm greatly disturbed by your breath.

The sun colour wakes his upper body and casually turns his gaze on who came.

There's...

"Ah, Mr. Hiiro! Please come quickly!

There was a Muir who changed his blood phase.

According to what Muir told me, those who went to collect honey returned.

But surprisingly, only one came back - Suss.

"What do you mean?

The sun color asks Muir as he hurries and runs, but Muir looks sad.

"The monsters that showed up on [Honey] for anything, Mr. Max and his..."

"No way, was he killed?

When I say that the sun color is taken away from the worst end, Muir gives me a painful look.

"I don't know. But Susu says everyone got caught by a monster..."

Whatever Muir's story alone, I don't get the guidelines.

Anyway, the sun color hurried to the crowd looking forward.

There were many villagers, including the village chief, surrounding the sus and listening. Some of them are Anold and Winkaa.

"Oh, Hiiro, where have you been?

Anold also has a harsh look. I told Muir alone where I was going, so I guess Muir, who heard the noise, came to call the sun color.

"Is it true that the bears Osama aren't back than that?

"Ah, oh. I hear you got everything..."

"Out? You're a monster, right?"

"No... that's it..."

Anold looks hard to say why.

Then Susu uttered the word that the villagers gave him or drank the water in the cup quickly.

"My dad said. He said it was a good idea. I'm a unique monster!

The sun color frowns upon her words.

(Unique monster? That word somewhere......)

I do recall Tenny running his mouth.

I tried to question him, but the situation was such that he was abandoned.

"Osama, what is a unique monster?

I can predict for once. The word came out both when I was in Japan and in games and light novels. However, it cannot be judged that the meaning will pass in [Idea].

"Simply put, it's more dangerous than S-rank."

His face was blue in such a way as to be incredible.

"So you're saying you're not a good opponent with your hands full of life?

"Oh, and unique monsters have special abilities, troublesome traits, and usually monsters with more than S-rank adventurers to party and crusade"

I'm still convinced of the color of the sun. Apparently, there was no such difference between the knowledge in me and what I ate. Extremely dangerous monsters among monsters. That's the unique monster.

That's what attacked Max and the others, he said.

"Ursus or that monster looked like a spider and his whole body was red, wasn't it?

When the mayor of the village, in her seventies or so, confirmed to Susu on the outside, she only returned a nod, shaking her body with fear, whether she remembered it.

"Right. Apparently, no doubt about it."

Everyone turns to the village chief. The village chief quietly opens his heavy mouth.

"The opponent is - - - - - You're not a Red Spider."

A shock runs into the expression of the villagers in the words. No, Anold's in it, too. Apparently he knows about its existence.

"An inherently unique monster is a disgrace. I didn't know you'd show up at [Honey]. Besides, there's no luck showing up near Honeybee's nest."

Max and the others are on their way. It's a nest of monsters called Honeybees. They're getting honeybee-created honey in return for making that nest for you by Max and the Bears.

This time, as usual, we were just supposed to head to Honeybee's nest and have the honey divided in return for a clean maintenance of their nest and land.

That's what Max has to do over there.

But they arrived at the honeybee's nest and neatly maintained the nest and land during the night to collect honey when it was morning.

And as I was returning to the path I came, he said that the spider's nest, which was not where I was going, was stretched to block the path.

I tried to avoid it and pass, and all of a sudden Red Spider showed up and said it was exhausted.

"Then aren't we just talking about going to help?

The day color opens its mouth as it was listening in silence, but the villagers make a difficult face.

"Hiiro, you never fought a unique monster, so you don't know."

"What is it, Osama?

"You said unique monsters are above S-rank, right?

"Oh."

"Of course Red Spider is an S-rank, which is usually the kind of opponent that S-rank adventurers party and crusade against. But the people in this village, you know, the Bears basically don't like to fight with warm races."

"So?"

"Don't you see? These guys here, even if they position themselves in the Adventurer Rank, they're about D-Rank at best."

That it is ranked equal to the sun color. Regardless of rank = strength and you simply can't judge, but still S is like a title that can only be given to the strong. Like a winkah.

I mean, he seems to want to say that it's just going to be easy to get killed if you meet Red Spider where there's a bunch of bears.

"Look at that..."

Encouraged by Anold, he looks around at those gathered around him.

"There are only kids, women, old people here. A man of power has gone to collect."

There are not so many people because it was originally a small village. They say all the men will be on their way to collect as much honey as possible so they can take home.

But the men are said to be caught by Red Spider.

"The villagers here can't defeat the Red Spider."

"That doesn't sound like it, Osama."

"... what?

"Normally I'd jump out and say I'd do something about it. Why not?

If it was the usual anold, Nippon thought it was natural to head to help his friend Max. But for some reason he has a bitter look on his face.

"I'll go and help you, too! But, really, a unique monster is unusual! Besides, I'm still level 37, and I'm ranked C! There's no way you can fight a very S-ranked opponent! Even you know how strong the S-rank is!

…… ............... you mean the antenna woman?

Winkaa says Tenny is an S-rank adventurer. Nearly eighty levels, too. I have a bitter experience of fighting her before and not even being dealt with at all by two Anold and Nippon colors.

"It's good because there was still reason when we were still wi. But monsters are different, right? That's what I kill without hesitation. Help him, but I'm not alone..."

Anold sending his gaze to Chirali and Muir. If he dies, Muir will be alone. That's what's stopping him from legging.

Does Muir know about that, too? He's biting his lower lip in remorse for the fact that he's pulling his leg because of his weakness.

Then there, Russo appears from Max's house, staring at the gathering with a strange look.

"Mom......?

"Were you home, Sus?... What about my dad? Besides, how did everybody get here?

I guess I heard that talk and came out because I was talking near Max's house.

Suss suddenly hugged Russo in tears.

I've always behaved with temperament, but the limit seems to have arrived.

"Mommy... Daddy... Daddy..."

"Huh...?

The village chief hears that Max and the others have been caught by Red Spider, and Russo's blood on his face draws.

"Oh, no... no... Huh!?

"Mommy ah!?

Anold supported him with a single hair crisis where, suddenly, Russo was about to fall unconscious.

That's when I heard a cry from Max's house. Looks like the bell I slept with woke up.

Anold headed home when he held her up. Then the suncolors follow.

Sleeping on a bed made of wood, Suss anxiously gripped her hand hard.

"It's okay, Sus. 'Cause I was just a little dazzled."

"So..."

"No, you can't. Don't look like that. Look, Belle's upset, right?

Muir hurriedly hugged the bell she was crying at and stopped crying in the shame of her abandonment, but she felt the uneasy air and pointed her face towards Suss, who was about to cry once again.

Suss gets up and says "I'm sorry" and receives the bell from Muir.

Then Bell smiled happily catchy. Russo smiled when he saw it, but quickly broke his grin and turned to Anold.

"Mr. Anold... my husband... Max..."

"... He was about to be caught by Red Spider. Look at him sheltering Suss. He told the village to tell him about it as soon as possible, and only Susu came back."

"Really...? Then my husband... no more"

The silence surrounded by grief begins to dominate the surroundings. But he who slashes and rips the air has expressed it.

"Not yet... I don't know"

"... wi?

Anold stares at the turning winkaa. Winkaa utters pale words as she looks at Jizz and Russo.

"I don't know if they killed him yet. Red Spider is slow to eat"

"Ui, what did you do with him?

"Yeah, I don't, but I've heard of it. So we might still make it."

If Winkaa is right, it is true that Max and his men may not have taken their lives yet. But in the end, we have to defeat Red Spider to help.

It would be impossible to rescue all the villagers who are caught just without defeating them.

"Then... you can take it down. That's it... right?

"You know, Wi, you're strong, too, and if you've been traveling a long time, you know that, right? The fear of a unique monster."

"Hmm... I know"

"... you think you can take him down?

"If you don't, Max and the others will die. Anold, is that all right?

"I don't know! He's my friend! Help him! But... I don't see a vision of winning. I used to fight unique monsters. It was then that I managed to escape with my life, but the adventurers I was fighting with were almost killed. That's awkward. Even though I've been a little stronger since then, I haven't... died yet."

"Uncle............... I'm sorry. Because I am."

"No, Muir! This is my wagamama! Grow Muir splendidly. That's my dream... and the promise I made to your father."

"Uncle......"

I guess there's a world only the two of us can understand. Winka has turned her face to the sun color in the air that she can't easily step into.

"Hiiro, what do I do?

"Why are you asking me?

The sun color has been watching so far as I put my arms together.

"Hiiro is King of Wi. Will Wye obey Hiiro's judgment?

It was another troublesome show of loyalty.

He was pointed at innocent eyes who did not know any filth, and the sun color could not be looked at directly. Because I felt like my heart was going to suck in if I looked at it.

Then Winkaa cuts her gaze and speaks against Anold.

"Anold, there are wi and hiiro. Still a winnable vision, don't you see?

"Wi......"

"Friends are important. You can't die. That's why Wi wants to do what he can. 'Cause that's what we owe Wi."

Grace. That would surely be the thought Winkaa feels for the day colors who struggled to undo their rampant selves.

"And my friend grieves because this place hurts so much."

Winkaa has her hands on that big chest.

"Uncle......"

"Muir........................... Hiiro"

Anold has stared powerlessly at the sun-colored face.

It conveys a clear desire to admire something.

I can easily imagine that so many enemies will be next time.

The sun also looks back at him, sighing lightly again.

"Again... I'm going to need your help... but can you lend me a hand?

"Please, Mr. Hiiro, from me too!

Two bow their heads. This is not the first time the two of you have asked me to do this. There have been quite a few times. In the head of the sun a certain thought had arisen.

(I wonder why they can be so desperate for others...)

I've only put aside once in the past that the sun color wanted to help someone until I put my life on the line. But it is also in me, when I am still young.

In this [idea], where people's lives can be lightened, Nikko looked at them objectively, saying that it was valuable that they could want to save someone so much.

Think of it. They were always moving for someone. It was just frightening at first, but it is also true that it attracted only a little but interest in their minds up to their purity.

But even if it attracts interest, it's only objective. I don't think I'm going to act that way, and I don't think the sun color will ever.

It is only against my desire that I deserve to risk my life for the sun color. So the sun colors say with a groan on his shoulder as usual.

"Well, you can't make honey treats without the bears Osama coming back, can you?

"... to? Oh, yeah, well, yeah."

"I came here for sweets. There's no choice but to leave without eating it."

"Hiiro... then you..."

"Naturally, if a unique monster is in the way for sweets, just smash it"

"Mr. Hiiro!

"That's Hiiro"

"Ann!"

Muir, Winkaa and Hanemaru flew their voices as if to praise them.

Anold overflows with a puff of breath as he stares at the sun color with half an eye.

"Ahhh, you're not being honest, so I'll see you later."

"What?

"Betsy, no."

I was so angry at Anold's face that I stepped on his pinky finger.

"Ohhhhh!?

A bell held by a tin laughs funny at Anold rolling around the floor with his legs.

Also, Muir swells his cheeks and watches out for the day colors who make the argument as usual.

Russo speaks out where he finds compromises with each other and ends his argument.

"Oh, you know, are you really going?

"Huh? Yeah, Max is gonna make sure we get him out!

"So, but..."

"I'm so worried! I'm sure I'm still weak, but the kid over here, Wi, is incredibly strong, and this heartless kid looks like this, and he can use his powers!

"I'm sorry you're heartless, pervert."

"Don't break the waist of the story! I mean, who's the pervert? Who!

"That's it for my uncle and Mr. Hiiro!

Muir stops talking in between. Anold said, "Whoa!" and pointing his mouth like a child, now he smiles tenderly and stares at Russo.

"You go to sleep in peace. You're not gonna be born soon, that kid."

Russo nods, "Yes," when he turns his gaze to Russo's belly.

"He doesn't have a father. I won't let him live."

"Mr. Anold..."

"Besides, I just said I don't see a vision of winning, he..."

Speak with a voice that is not heard by the sun colour.

"When I thought I had a hyiro, I thought I'd figure it out."

"Are you that strong?

"Uh-huh... strong or cowardly or irregular"

……

"And anyway, I always have a feeling he's going to make it through most things. Even this time... I'm fine."

I also heard Sus, who was nearby the word, and she turns her gaze to the sun color, but the sun color is closing her eyes with her arms around her and on the top of the Buddha.

"………………… OK"

That's what Russo said to me with a bitter smile.

"I can't ask you to help my husband until I put your lives on the line. But..."

Russo gets up and puts his head on the floor as he sits on the floor.

"Please, my husband, please, everyone"

"Whoa! I'll take care of it!

Anold showed off his gooseness by showing his teeth nicely.

The Japanese went to report to the village chief before heading to [Honey]. Both were stopped at first.

But if this one didn't give up, he gave up reluctantly.

The suncolors were ready as the villagers gathered. They pray to the suncolors with their hands together as they pray.

The villagers get various encouragements such as "please" and "take care" and "thank you".

Speak to Muir, whose eyes Anold is unsettling.

"Muir, I asked for the rest."

"Ugh, yeah. I'd love to go, too, if I could, but it just seems like this time it's gonna be really footy."

Muir asked me to stay in the village and take care of Russo because he's just the other guy. I may wonder if there's a suss, but she's supposed to be the guide all the way down the road.

Anyway, she's the only one who knows exactly where the Red Spider is. Arnold's constant vigilance around her, without letting her go in, made the conversation clear.

Besides, this was Bell's favor. He wanted to do something about himself to the suncolors who would make it this far.

Let's go, Osama.

Anold, Winkaa and Hanemaru responded with an intended response to the sun-colored voice.

It created an atmosphere as if it were going to be a showdown, and the suncolors left the village.

"Mr. Hiiro... Uncle... Mr. Wi... Hanemaru... please come back safely"

Muir, heartbroken by his own helplessness, desperately prayed for the safety of the Suncolors as he pleaded with God.