The night has come when you've all finished frying from an awesome amount.
No, I was surprised. You all have black holes in your stomachs, I'm sure.
Otherwise, I'm not convinced.
Okay, well, when I say, Mr. Maid, I'm even wearing a matching empty apron dress for all my dolls. I have managed to calculate that the cloth is too much, so it seems fine without material replenishment.
However, I have to do something about my share, so I'm going to make it up to you tomorrow.
Empty Apron Dress is an empty color derived from a lily with an empty piece portion. Includes' Flying Sky 'skills.
Aprons and head gear are specially pure white. Increase the durability of your maid dolls with 'Defense Up'. And the maid also equipped the doll with panniers, and this is the rosemary dye. You can keep my MP consumption down.
All right, all right, now, starting tomorrow, all the maids and dolls will fly in the air.
Ha-ha-ha, I'm looking forward to it.
Since Mr. Ketrami is not here, he goes to bed in a futon lonely, and wakes up.
Good morning. Have fun and make a maid of honor today.
Well, it's quick, but the maids are helping me with my breakfast schedule.
Sky, I'll fly. There's some kind of increase in mobility efficiency. Very convenient.
And cute. This is great!
"Ooh... Wow, I finally popped out of the sky. You're so cute."
"Ooh, yeah, it'll be cute, it'll be cute. I'm not gonna do it."
The maids currently fly around with about three of the dolls in their progression to tidy things up in high places.
It made me happy when I could fly through the sky, and I guess I wanted to try something neat that I'd never been able to reach before. I know how you feel.
Also, about 10 other maid dolls are out with cages to collect grass flowers.
Not really yet, because I haven't tried the 2F North plant as a dye. I'll try everything.
When you were all gathered for a breakfast of miso soup, rice and steamed chicken Japanese, the maids who were sending you on your way to collect grass flowers returned.
But there is some haste in returning only. Throw out the cage and desperately pinch and pull my clothes.
"Maido, what are they saying?"
"No, 'cause unfortunately, unlike Ketrami and Huntle, these kids don't talk."
"... I knew they were talking too."
Yeah, unfortunately, the only language these kids have is body language.
"I'm pulling, more than that, I don't know if you want to take me somewhere."
Well, I guess.
But I'm currently in the middle of dinner. We had to wait until we finished eating dinner, and then we all decided to follow the direction the maids were pulling.
"Hey, you still going, this"
"Isn't it time for Maido to die? This."
Sorry, sorry, sorry, it was a mistake to try to follow without Mr. Ketrami...
It's all the way to the present. Sorry.
The maids, who started flying and became more maneuverable, said the dolls had gone to explore very far away. Besides, I'm tireless because I'm a doll.
Still moving on? And the maid usually snorts when she asks the doll, so I can't help but follow her.
And 30 minutes to follow.
There was a very nostalgic classroom there.
Yes. It's the information room!
Uh, Cheng Cheng. Mitsubishi from the intelligence room moved to 2F, right?
And next door, a lecture room in social studies was set up.
Hmm, surely the social studies lecture room was at the easternmost end of 2F North Building. The newspaper department should have used it, so is that the newspaper department in there?
If so, there must be a few people I know. I'm just looking forward to it.
Knock on the information room for now.
... When I banged him because I didn't hear back, the room finally got noisy and, beware, the door opened and Mitsube glanced at his face.
"Long time no see."
"Oh, my God, you guys. Long time no see."
You look so much better than before. Yeah, it's a good thing.
"Want to go inside for now?
"Oh, let me do that"
It's nothing to stand talkin 'about outside, so I'll have you indoors.
There were men in the information room, gentlemen, and several others.
Probably a newspaper man.
And when I look at the lack of women, I wonder if the women are sleeping in the newsroom, in the lecture room in social studies.
"What happened to Mr. Hagiwara since then?
"I'm grown up. I guess I'm just making dolls and manipulating them peacefully now. Because I can count on you as a force, well, maybe I'm helping. I haven't forgotten my grudges."
Right, right. That worked.
"By the way, are the Mitsubishis not usually up yet?
It's 8: 00 in the morning.
"Uh, get up by now, I guess. I hear the girls are a little early."
"Are women in the social studies lecture room?
"Right. I was able to rendezvous with the newspaper department as soon as I came to 2F. I was just aiming for a chemistry lab aspect while picking up a classroom near it. Near here, isn't it?
Ah...... Yeah, but come on.
"Well... we're not settled right now."
In the meantime, I'll explain this to you, Mitsubishi, as I heard from Alive Grimoire.
"Well, do we have to gather classrooms?
"Right, maybe"
In that sense, Mitsubishi, they've collected all the classrooms in the east more than the 2F North wing East stairs. The work of you guys is commendable.
"Well, then, I'll leave the classroom collection to us. Instead, I'll leave 1F to you. I have to leave that gladiator tournament to you."
"That would help if you said so. Ah, president, the map."
"Yes, please."
Spread the map the president brought and explain the point where the monster gets stronger or something like that.
"Uh... but you should leave this kind of map to the girls. Because Tsukimori from the newspaper department feels like a manpower copier."
Mr. Tsukimori, that's someone I know.
I've been with you since middle school. A dry pattern for that matter......
Well, even in a subtle position, I don't think we're close for once.
Or even if I subtract that, I'm too concerned about the manpower copier.
What, a manpower copier?
When I quickly went to the lecture room in social studies, all the girls had already woken up and said they were wasted.
Except for one.
"... Tsukimori."
Shake it, groan.
"Five more hours..."
"I won't forgive you for as long as I have minutes, but time, huh?
"Yeah......"
And as it is, it is immersed again in the sea of sleep.
I can't help it.
"'Sharing'!
Tsukimori and I cling to each other and beat them up. It's something I'm totally used to already.
"Wow what now...... that, Maido?
"Hello, Mr. Tsukimori."
"It's faster, this"
Oh well... made-to-measure you're a big sleeper, this.
"Long time no see, something"
"Right."
... the conversation doesn't continue subtly, but this is the default.
"Did Maido get away with it? Maid?"
Oh, I knew they'd ask. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm already reopening!
"Maid. The profession is made-up. Where's Mr. Tsukimori?
"Occupation? Copywich"
... what the hell, that.
"Part of the newspaper department seems to have become a newspaper-related profession, doesn't it? I look like a printing profession. Most things can be copied and increased. For example... Is this okay?" Print, "" Increase ""
Mr. Tsukimori's hand glistened suddenly, and the handkerchief in his hand increased.
You're selling a fight head-on to the law of mass preservation, this.
"When I say more, of course it's permanent, because it's not. There are limits to your strength, and even the things you increase in the first place will disappear after time. With another skill, there's a lot of bondage, but it can be saved permanently."
During that time, the handkerchief glowed and disappeared, leaving only the first one.
Ho, that's funny.
"This isn't a combat position, is it?"
What if this is someone who has the same problem as me!? Thought so.
"More wounds I've inflicted on monsters, more bleeding, more haemorrhaging, or doubling the monster's blood and rupturing his blood vessels in the first place, that's how he fights."
Hi-ya-ya-ya-yay! It's so strong. Yan! That! And it's so eggy. No!
I subtly felt the same vibe as the president from Mr. Tsukimori...
... By the way, I couldn't stop looking, but unfortunately there was no one worse than me. There's a lot of people out there! I hope there's not a single non-combatant!
And it went hand in hand with the breakfast of the people in the Information and Social Studies Lecture Rooms.
The ingredients for breakfast were taken by Mr. Hagiwara.
I saw it twice because I work too normally.
Yeah, well, I'm glad you're doing it somehow.
And that breakfast, though.
I'm making it for some reason.
For some reason, it seems he was on meal duty today because he was upset about the boy's extra poor hands.
"Morning..."
You're a boulder maid.
A lot of people have come to visit, but it's not a spectacle!
"Here you go"
"Give it up, Meshimi."
Eating rice is a classroom, a multi-purpose lecture room, that was across the street from the Social Studies lecture room.
It's a beautiful classroom inside and has a lot of capacity, so it's perfect for this kind of thing.
And for some reason, everyone in the chemistry department is eating about their seats. Around the corner is the penetration.
You guys would have eaten already.
"Delicious! Mr. Maido's a good cook."
"Wow, delicious, how did you make it?
The boys just eat, but the girls seem to be more interested in how they make it.
While I teach you something, breakfast is over for now.
Then we'll go straight into the meeting here.
"I think our Intelligence Office/Newspapers team is pretty powerful. Because of the large number of people. So I'm going west like this, and I'm going to the English Studies lab, the music lab, and there's a hand... there was a brass club there."
Don't forget, the brass club.
The brass club... I guess they used the west wing hall as a place to practice, if so, it should be pretty close to the 2F Northwest area.
So, the number of people.
Even if we were to compete in a brass contest, there would be an in-house audition because we couldn't all compete.
I mean, there's over 60 members.
Maybe more than 60 in grades two or three alone.
Army territory no longer.
If I had that army, I'd make contact early, but... I'll leave that to you, and that's my hand.
"So we're going back to 3F. So, I'm going to do a 3F north classroom retrieval."
Hmm, completion. Medium efficiency. We should eventually rendezvous with the brass club and retrieve the classroom, and then Mie, you guys should retrieve the 3F and go around.
"So. I need a favor..."
"What?
"Maido, you can sew clothes, right?
"I'll be right back."
"Well, let's just have a girl's share, get dressed, make it for you, I'll think of something to thank you for"
...... oh. Oh well.
I have a 'cleaning', so I didn't need a bath, I didn't need to change to be able to live, but they don't.
Especially if it's a girl, how come she's never dressed before?
... Wow, that's so pitiful. I can't believe the young girls live without dressing or bathing.
This is a rare scene I find useful!
I gave you all permission. Instead, he's supportive, so don't hesitate, get him on his way to logging wood.
We were also allowed to mobilize men and some women from the information room and newspaper club for this.
Then ask the powerless rear guard girls to load up with flowers and stuff. I mean, it's a dye.
And when I said that, while fully mobilizing the maids, I was going to do something like make fiber, spin it, weave cloth, dye it, sew it while cutting it, at a tremendous rate.
Ugh, wow. It's tough.
Oh, my God, there are 40 people in the information room and newspaper club combined at 18 + 22.
I feel sorry for women alone, so let's make a boy's share, and even if we wear three clothes each, we need 120 clothes.
MP recovery tea is running out of cancer. It's going away at a tremendous rate.
But you can't stop here. Even for the girls whose quality of life is too poor.
I skipped lunch.
Not very much, but I couldn't afford to be eating, either temporally or mentally.
Looks like you guys were making it right and eating it right.
And when the sunset, I finally got my clothes.
It all comes with the effect of 'staining'. Oh, so I gave it to the local residents once I said it properly so that it never got into their hands.
Girls, as many of them cried out, they rejoiced.
No bath, no change of clothes is hard, isn't it?
I wish I could have noticed you sooner, I'm sorry.
... But if you're so happy, you're going to get a made-up profit.
"Maido, Maido, come here for a second"
And Mr. Tsukimori called me, so I came out of my dinner seat.
Oh, dinner is almost here. It was delicious. There's no medicine in there!
"Maido, lend me that valletta for a second"
"Heh."
Remove the barretta from "Metastasis" and give it to Mr. Tsukimori.
"Okay. 'Duplicate', 'Duplicate', 'Duplicate'"
And when I wondered if Mr. Tsukimori's hand was shining, there were four vallettas.
"Okay. I'll have two over here. So, I'll give you the original one and the other. For once, the copier also has 99% of the original performance, so don't worry."
... hey, what the hell! Can I have cheat skills like that!? You can add as many items as you want!
"Uh, I'm tired. Go to sleep. Rest."
... Oh, but I guess this, consumption MP is awesome.
Is that why you sleep all the time, Mr. Tsukimori?
... No, I don't think that's all.