Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 25 Morning Omui's Guild

He ran away because he was angry.

Yet...

"I wonder why the request hasn't changed at all? Are you motivated by this guild? You don't work as a bulletin board clerk, do you? You don't work better than Neat, do you? You don't have any money, do you? You didn't have any pennies, did you? What time do you get a decent, lucrative request? Where the hell is my money grabbing?

"Really, what time are you going to get properly cosy? A lucrative request belongs to an adventurer, doesn't it? You haven't been an adventurer, have you? Why are you here again?... Where have you been? Guys... I was so worried."

It's been a long time since the reception committee chairman had a zit eye. No, I didn't have a zit eye yesterday. Seriously, I'm not bad for the girls. Ma, no way, it was bad you came home alive!? No, I want to think that's not in the boulder, right! A souvenir!? I shouldn't have had a souvenir. I still need to get my liking up or my life is in danger, it will kill me with a sermon!?

"Have you hidden the money somewhere?

"Anyway, if you were falling, don't take away what you're hiding, that's the other bandit's idea! ……

Oh. It's jito, jito. It's not like crying and staring at cancer, it's jito after all, it's something that's not in the cave.

Um, I want to sleep, but when I go home to the inn, it pisses me off.

I don't have the money to be in the city.

The Otas are useless, as usual.

Mogadishu is asleep. Because it's Mogadishu.

No, 'cause it's not too mocha? He hung up on death, his hands and feet were stuck, he finally survived, his hands and feet grew, and he left with his hands and feet, but he kept running to this city, he didn't sleep at night, he didn't take a break, he rode HP mushrooms, he came to the city, he fell at the gate, and the gatekeeper caught him... Moga, right? Unlimited?

You couldn't help it if you came in a hurry, but you knew there was nothing you could do if you hurried - but in the first place, don't run because you're hanging on death! You're not recovering at all!

Wandering around the city, some pretty maid... waving?... to me? Are you inviting me?... it's me!... This is finally a boy high school thing or something like that...

I've been caught.

All of a sudden you're surrounded by old soldiers! Make it your maids! It's a peacock trap! I didn't expect to take the boys' high school habits backwards...... Peacock, don't be afraid.

It was Mr. Merrimeri.

"I was wondering if you'd get caught, but why would you get caught so easily? I searched and couldn't find it... with a maid"

"No, you were waving? He was inviting you?

Let's go, huh? Normal??

"If the soldiers do that, they'll run away -!

'Cause, see? He's an old man? Let's get out of here, huh? Normal??

"And please don't look like who it is, it's Meriere, it's in the street book too! Neither Merrimeri nor Merrimeri! It's Meriere!"

"Ahh, eh? But your mother, Mr. Murimuri?, you said" mother of Merrimail "?

"... your mother didn't even remember... hey... I'll make it Merrimeri already...... It's already good with melli or something......

The butler pissed me off.

So if the maid is so good... No, it's nothing.

"Since then, thanks and my father and mother have been looking for Mr. Yao, but I didn't know if he was here, running away, or hiding, so I put up a trap today... were you there?

"No, last night? Late night? I came back, but I couldn't get in, and... when I came in, the gatekeeper caught me?

…… Hmm. Anyway, thanks! I thank you very much for saving my father and my mother, and my entire family for saving you. My father and mother are again away on their way to the next town, thank my parents on their behalf.... Are you listening? Are you sure? … So, hey, a little, but this will be the reward. Please give it to me. "

I got the money.

This is being attacked. Would it be more money to help the carriage?

"Have you been attacked when you went to the next town? About time?"

"Why do you get attacked every time you go out! What are you waiting for? The nobleman, the assailant, has already been captured, and he's safe."

He won't be attacked anymore, he won't get paid.

My liking is still far away.

I've got the money, so I'll hang out in the city.

I'm going to an arms store that's becoming a stick specialist at some point, and you're a grandma blacksmith, and that's good?

"Ouch? Goblin Leader's stick was falling off, but you want to buy it?

When I showed the stick, I brought a bag with money from the back of the store with a dash, hey.

"Now sell me as much as you can!! Why is that usually falling off!?

"No? What if we collide? Accidental death? The stick was falling? Like?"

"... I'm saying it was falling and it's irrelevant, but, you know, you're killing it, right? It's irrelevant or the killer, isn't it?

No, isn't it too Mocha that people are falling and they're swinging sticks and sticking in? It's not my fault, is it?

"Eh, mah, something? Was it falling? Feel that?"

Grandma's appraising the sticks for not being, uh or nothin ', okay, it looks like the sticks are selling, this city could be dangerous.

Actually, I have King's and Emperor's, but I'm not going to tell them because they're going bankrupt.

For some reason, there's a terrible custom in this city that says when a store is about to go bankrupt, it's my fault, what a city.

The grocery store sister, unfortunately, had not taken it off her mushroom poisoning. Seems more serious than I thought.

If you want mushrooms, why don't you come find some rice? And I tried Marie and she was really crying, so I sold her for cash and dried fruit. She was cheeky crying on the mushroom, is it terminal symptoms? I want you to stop because the picture surface is suspicious, seriously.

The suspicious businessman doesn't seem to be back in this city yet, nor does my liking. Pheromones are not coming back......

Well, the chairmen of the committee are dungeons, they have to go because they say they're applying, they're safe until night, but they'll be back at night, you know, a furious sermon, that anger and sermon.

The cookies I made for my spare time in the cave tasted subtle because I couldn't find butter, but I tried feeding my billboard daughter at the inn and she was welcoming me, dancing patties and mysteries. Still, they don't come out with sweet stuff because sugar is precious, there are dried fruits, and even fruit cakes might be good when they piss you off. I mean, when I get back, I'm in high danger of starting a sermon, which sucks extra because I ran away.

I guess I shouldn't have come home without a souvenir this time, that must be what's pissing me off, something, pissed me off? Honki? I don't think I could have used a weapon or anything like that, it would still be sweet, at this rate Captain Billy would be summoned by the girls as well..., One More Set! I guess.

That's it, it's a fruitcake, it's still going to look like sweet bread because there's no butter, but it's a fruitcake.

Rent the inn kitchen. It's fruit cake, because the inn sign daughter has also acquired it, so it's okay.

There's flour, there's dried fruit, there's milk, I don't know what milk it is, it's milk. If it turns into bread, let's steam bread and delude ourselves, anyway, now everyone but Mogadishu is diving in the dungeon, we won't be home till night, sermons will resume when we get back, we need fruit cake by then! It's a battle against time, the only way to prove I'm not bad is with fruit cake! Because I'm not bad!!

In fact, the clothes and gear are still not torn at all, and the injuries are healing in the mushroom potion, but they were pretty blurry, especially at the end, flying to the city, falling worked, dying, pretty blurry anyway, not sleeping, but continuing to make fruit cakes to keep you from getting mad, shaking powder, foaming, working out, pinching, letting you sleep, the Mojas are asleep, baking, steaming, letting the Otas burn their heads too? Why can't you help me? Didn't I tell you I'd repay you if you came to town? And he won't be here? No help from the sermon? Read the air! Let the air in and bubble. Why am I the only one working so hard? Though -...

It's a victory, a complete victory, you could call it an overwhelming victory. I won my acquittal, it was still a wrongful crime, every time this is a wrongful crime, I'm going to be the Rock Cave King, I live in a cave, and who should I avenge? You're a bunch of nerds.

The girls are stuck with something like fruit cake and steamed bread, and you seem to be gaining momentum.

Some daughters are eating crying, eating silently, swallowing. It's good to cut it off, the momentum that if I had put it in chunks in the middle of the table, the death game would have started, for some reason, everyone's crying, laughing,... I didn't put mushrooms in it? There was shit in there, wasn't there? She's smiling and crying.

Keep going into dinner, we're all still fussy, the conversation is chaos because we came down to Mogadishu, no one will know what we're talking about anymore, I don't know either. I don't even know his name.

In the end, they were noisy until late at night while taking a bath in turn, they are totally noisy, the chairman of the committee is as close as ever, the bitches are under pressure from behind, the gym system is noisy, the billboard daughter is horny, Moga comes nostalgic and says stupid things, the otas are ignoring the conversation, the vice chairman A is flirty, vice chairman C is fed over there, vice chairman B is still rocking...... no, nanimomitenayo? Why are we staring at each other? All of a sudden they're all silent? Is there more Mr. Zito? Are you infected? It's a shame, if you're twelve, it's going to be a twenty-fourth jitsu eye or something famous, but the fortieth jitsu eye is too destructive, it's infected with jitsu eyes up to the billboard daughter for some reason, it's totally, as usual, noisy, on top of the bustle, rape, it's trouble that it's already two years of high school, I want you to wear something called common sense, totally.

So I stayed up late and finally went back to my room and fell asleep to faint, or I felt like I was fainting..., I'm tired.

End of day 25