Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

My belly was filled.

Whether it was dwindling or to restore the damage taken, all the frogs that were about my size fit in my stomach.

Physically impossible?

Hahaha.

Skills are a strange phenomenon. What are you talking about in the world?

Besides, I can't say enough that it's impossible.

Because somehow my body is swollen in bread like a balloon.

Hmm, if it's a human body, I just need to think about a diet.

Well, my body in my previous life was in a non-fat shape for some reason after a messy diet, so I've never done a diet.

In the meantime, repair the net on the broken part because of the frog.

Ugh, it's hard to poke him while his belly is heavy...

I fought badly but managed to repair it.

I'm glad another demon didn't show up during the restoration.

Come to think of it, it wasn't just during the repair of the nets, it was also dangerous when you were eating frogs?

There is a good chance that other demons will come after the smell.

I haven't seen it in this narrow aisle, but the one in the giant aisle had a six-legged wolf.

I don't care what you think of that one, it's going to make my nose, and it could have been dangerous.

Next time, when we eat prey, let's go back to my home.

Uh, of clothing and lodging, food and lodging are filled.

Clothes?

You want me to get dressed for the spider?

Ha.

I don't feel the need.

This cave is a comfort temperature that's neither cold nor hot, and my body is covered in short body hair in the first place.

There's no point in wearing clothes, and there's no clothes to wear in the first place.

If you use yarn, maybe you can make it, but I'm not going to put that much effort into it.

I don't know if I can wear it even if I make it.

If you think about it, can't you just say that your clothes are filled?

Oh, then I won't have to work to get all my clothes and lodging.

No, I built a nest for once, and I struggled quite a bit to knock down a frog, so you're saying too much without working.

But as long as there's nothing like it, I can tell you that you've got an environment where you can eat your dreams and live your sleep.

If there is a problem, is it about the fact that there may be strong men breaking through the net and that prey is hard to come by and could starve?

In the unlikely event of a fierce man breaking through the net, let's not get lost then.

And then there's nothing to say if the prey hangs on the net on a regular basis.

If I fill it up, I won't be able to pull it down here for the rest of my life.

Fantastic!

I only went to school, but lived almost like a pull.

I went to school, spent time without talking to anyone, and when I got home, I even surfed or played games online.

Add proper hot water for three minutes for the rice, or chin in the range.

Sometimes a convenience store lunch box interacts with it.

My parents work together, and it's too late to come home.

We rarely face each other when we come back, and we have little conversation.

There's only one thing you need to do about your chores.

Blah, blah. It was just someone else in red living in the same house.

Because I lived like that, it was a hundred million robberies for me to communicate with others.

Well, rather than life, maybe it was because of the personality you were born with.

So there was no such thing as friends, and even when I chatted with nettles, I barely spoke.

So my character in the nettle had an oligarchy image attached to it.

Avatar is also a sinister bald jerk.

He's a nice guy who doesn't slap his mouth in vain and talks on his back.

The status is also a romantic specification kiva thing, the extreme specification of gunning up physical aggression and speed, and nothing else at all.

There's nothing to say if you don't hit it! and dodge them all and defeat the enemy with a hit-and-away.

If I hit it, I'd die!

Hmm.

I don't care if I can't see my parents or the guys at school anymore, but I kinda miss seeing that bald jerk again.

Among the uncharged, it was untrained that they were just going to throw it away in the middle of the play, only to be up to a few leading players who could compete against the billing group.

The character of the game is more attached to me than his real parents, so I'm done.

It's true though, and no.

Will even those parents be a little saddened by my death?

Hmm.

I don't care.

Perhaps you won't be so sad in the opposite position.

I guess I'm a little worried about the money.

Some people get angry when they tell others something like this, but so what? I feel that.

I'm not bothering people with anything, so you can tell me how I was thinking.

Annoying my parents?

Unfortunately, I did a little stock in the name of my parents and earned quite a bit of money each month to put them in my account.

Stocks can make a lot of money if you don't get the hang of it and have a solid adventure.

So it's not even my parents' tibia twisted.

I'm not bothering anybody, so there's no point in someone telling me anything.

Well, it no longer matters if you say that.

So let's proclaim it grand.

Hikinito is the best!