Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

I'm standing on a very boring pinch right now.

"Just a moment, just a moment ahead!

Worst enemy in front of you.

Both Mr. Ariel and Melazophis have been unconscious.

"Because I'll be cured soon! Right? So that's good, right?

Just to be clear, it's a life-threatening crisis.

"Let me eat!

As it is, they will eat!?

Time rolls back a little.

When we arrived at the inn, we acted in two groups.

Me and the Melazophis queue.

Mr. Ariel and the white weave shopping group.

The shopping group left as soon as they entered the room.

At that time, the white weave summoned three white spiders and left them.

Size is enough to ride on the palm of an adult, a tarantula or a large spider as we call it on Earth.

I think it's still common sense size and appearance because some spider demons are the size of monsters that lightly surpass people in this world.

I don't think I'm a spider lover enough to feel safe with a spider like that in the same room.

Rather disgusting and disgusting.

Probably meant to be an escort, but I'm not comfortable.

It's creepy and scary that when I tried to appraise it it was labeled 'Unappraisable'.

Appraisal is clearly an unusable skill, but something that somehow attracted interest had a habit of making an appraisal.

Appraisal, but in the end, I don't know a lot about anything.

But even though it's been there since I acquired my appraisal skills, my skill level doesn't go up.

Maybe it's more convenient when the level goes up, but I'm not even willing to go too far to raise it.

Then you climb into bed, avoiding the spiders wandering around as you please.

The room Mr. Ariel took was a large room with the entire first floor of the inn.

There are six beds, which can also be enclosed in compartments.

Surprisingly, it has a bathroom.

There are no water supplies in this world like in Japan.

Common people commonly use well or river water or something, so much so that there are houses that use magic equipment that generates water when they become aristocrats and some rich.

We also used low-level magic props.

The fact that you're using such magic equipment means that this inn is a pretty high-format place, right?

Having a bath means that there are magic items of fire that boil water, and that alone is like making one a fortune from the common people.

Demonic props are purified by using special skills: Mastery Grant and Magic Grant.

Seems like a skill that takes a lot of work to acquire both and few people have this skill.

Besides, it seems that anyone who makes magic props, even if they have one, grips one of them.

Because it takes a lot of time and effort to grant.

For that reason, even the low-level ones, a demon prop is quite affordable.

This room costs more than a lousy nobleman's mansion.

In such a luxurious room, I haven't enjoyed a bed of sharks in a long time, and I fell asleep at some point.

There was fatigue on the road so far, and most importantly, the mental fatigue of losing my hometown was due to the fact that I pushed it as soon as I lost my mind.

What will happen next?

Such vague anxiety.

Mr. Ariel is followed to the frontier between the human and demonic territories.

Until then, I can spend as much time as I want.

But I have to make up my mind from there.

Without anyone's help, Melazophis and I can either stay in human territory and continue our fugitive life, or we can follow Mr. Ariel straight into unknown demonic territory.

Without concluding, my consciousness disappeared into a slight sleep.

I woke up with the scent of tickling my nasal cavity.

When I got up, there was a narrow line of dishes on a large table.

"Oh, you're up? I was just about to wake you up. Let's have dinner."

Everyone takes their seats by order of Mr. Ariel.

At that time, it became apparent that the white weave was giving Melazophis a new bottle with red liquid.

"Okay, I'll take it"

"" "I'll have it" "

"I'm not relieved that today's dishes are properly poison-free. Sophia's a baby, so don't eat it."

I appreciate Mr. Ariel's advice, but it would be cruel not to eat with this.

The first non-poisonous dish I've had in a long time.

Plus, the luxury of being made with decent ingredients and probably at the hands of a first-class chef.

My cheeks unwittingly loosen in one bite.

When I was there, I only ate breastfeeding, so it was the first dish that seemed to be decent to eat since I was reincarnated.

Yummy!

So, White Weave, why are you crying?

It does taste good, but were you impressed enough to cry?

Besides, he's eating crying.

Uh, uh, beauty's not ruined.

The massive amount of food disappeared instantly.

The majority of them had disappeared into the belly of the white weave, but it doesn't look like my stomach is swollen when I saw it.

What a different dimensional belly.

Although it would be normal to swell if you ate it physically.

Because you don't have to make beauty corrections to that point.

And my stomach is swollen screaming in my heart.

Painful.

But happy.

Because I tasted it and ate it, I also increased my skill level to enhance my five senses.

The melazophis is slight, but I feel my complexion is getting better.

Good.

That's all I could think of.

"Ah. Happiness."

At first, I didn't know who said that.

Because the state of his swinging voice didn't connect with his usual image.

If you look at the voice, a white weave with a face where the word "two hellas" seems to apply as it is.

Eyes, they're open.

He had an unpleasant eye for having more than one eye in his eyes.

Plus, it's kind of out of focus and my eyes are turning glue.

White weave drinks up the contents of the glass in his hand.

And a sigh of relief.

Ah, the smell of alcohol.

Huh? Alcohol?

Were you drinking during the meal, not juice, but alcohol?

What I was drinking was regular fruit juice.

I don't know if you're drunk.

The gap with normal is intense, and I guess it is to see this helo gone.

Because I drink alcohol to underage children.

"Mao, take turns"

"Bai, why don't you stop in that corner?

"Yah! Still drinking!"

I said, "I don't have any more alcohol I've bought."

"What?

Giro.

Multiple eyes look at Mr. Ariel in unison.

Scary.

This looks like a dream.

"Buy it."

"What? It's Mend's fault to bother buying me boulders. This is the end of the day. Right?"

Chop slipped into Ariel's face as he could forgive him.

It's not a metaphor or anything, about half of the white woven hands on your face.

Mr. Ariel falls with every chair as it is.

White weave starts to burst into laughter after seeing how it's going for some reason.

Huh? Mr. Ariel, are you okay?

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die. I'm sorry if I'm dead, huh?

You must be really ok!?

I have some bicum bicum cramps!?

"HP automated recovery. He said it was okay. This is the most powerful thing in the world.

White weave that speaks to rap at no time.

"I mean, how much did your skills grow?

"Huh?"

"Skills, Sookie Lou! It's super inconvenient if you can't use the appraisal! Oh, you have an appraisal? That's because you're an appraiser, right? I have to respect you, don't I? Get it instantly if you don't have it. Instant appraisal anytime, anywhere if you have one. Do you have it?"

"I have one too."

"Yea! Well, always when appraising. Because it's super convenient to get to the next level."

"Ha, ha"

Who's pushing? Who's pushing?

It's not the white weave I know.

"You've got a stat up system. That sucks. Like Wei Waste Heaven. You better stretch your skills when you can, okay? The world is a weak predator. Power is all that's made it a good time. That's why we need strength to repel the higher-than-thousand perverts, Understan?

"Oh, yes."

"If you're weak, you die. Stronger, but stronger, kills me. Then you'll have to be strong everywhere, won't you?

For some reason, only the words sounded like drunken bullshit and cut and not thrown away.

"Already, when you're weak, they eat you. Seriously, no. I'll eat you as long as they eat you. Oh, I remember. Babies look so puny and delicious, don't they?

And Hell's time began.

Melazophis bravely stood up against the impending white weave without joking.

I was lightly repelled by Decopin.

I ran away.

I did everything I could to escape.

But I got caught lightly.

You mean this is weak!

"Okay, I'll take it"

Eyer!?

Ha!?

What about your arm?

There is.

A dream.

Uh, I was scared.

What a nightmare you can eat your arm or something.

I don't think I kind of slept, and let's go back to sleep.

Good night.