Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

Zach was confronting it. The eyes of the former S-Class adventurer, who was described as invincible, now have a color of fear. My hands trembled with the best I had (...).

The black-light intruder, who gallantly climbed into the sacred castle (myroom), shaken his long tactile senses irregularly and moved in front of him.

"Wow!

A shameful scream leaks, but he's the only one here now. There is no one to blame for screaming in full fear. But it also meant that there was no one here to help him. That's why he had to confront it (...) on his own.

It was not supposed to breed on cool-climate lands (...). Some of the individuals that were caught in transport vessels from warmer countries appeared to have adapted to the cold and bred.

Zach, who was so bad at it (...), was anxious to crush it (...). It was the biggest traumatic experience of my life that I suddenly appeared indoors and became mad in the middle of it (...). As a result, I fell in two with a love sword, and my torso broke up while crying halfway through it (...) and took care of the love sword with its body fluids sticking together. I remember being caught by the tentacles of the giant potato worm "Carrion Crawler" during the rush, far surpassing the shock when it was about to be eaten.

Like a giant spider and a giant foot, it was a mystery that there was no giant version of it (...). On the day that such a thing comes out in front of me, I am confident that I will die just by looking at it.

How do we deal with this fierce creature? I wondered and asked my colleagues, but Clement murmured with her eyes at the extremely passive countermeasure of "chasing them away and getting them out of the room somehow." Nadia said, "That kind of thing is extinguishing charcoal with fire magic." The cute little sister (Ciori) said, "Grab your hand from the soft paper. Most certainly," he said with a cool face.

Therefore, it was decided to end up becoming semi-frazy and crushing it (...) with a rounded newspaper and cleaning it up with tearful eyes.

However, the other day, we have heard of an extremely effective countermeasure, and now we are trying to put it into practice. The dominant hand is a sprayer filled with soap and water. It's the easiest and most powerful weapon that can kill even a large swarm of spiders in a dozen seconds.

(Now, let me show you the power of the most powerful weapon!

Power is applied to the hand holding the mist blower. The roughness and movement (...) stopped snugly.

- Now!

I didn't miss that moment and pulled the blower lever instantly. Foggy soapy water is sprayed onto it (...) along with a clean, fluffy scent. It (...) tried to escape with the bubble paint while crushing its legs. However, the movement that should always be quick slows down gradually. I just stopped and sprayed it again. It (...) quietly cut off without any convulsions.

"... awesome"

Zach groaned unintentionally. Sure, this works. The effect is enormous. It really got stuck in less than a few seconds. Let's rely on this next time. That's when I realized it.

In front of my eyes, I cut myself by applying soap and water (...).

……

No matter how quickly the scratch comes on, the hassle of cleaning up remains unchanged. Having noticed the fact, Zach, who was stunned for a while, eventually knelt down on the spot.

"Grab your hand from the soft paper. Most certainly.

Siori's words overtook my mind.

"... he's amazing..."

If you live with her, will you take care of it?

Zach, 40 years old, started thinking seriously about living with his sister in the middle of the year for really minor reasons.