Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

The stunned truth has come to light that I didn't have the qualities to use Weapon Skills in the skills I now possess.

"Well, never mind. They were all knitting their own moves before Weapon Skills and Martial Arts existed in the first place. Then you can make it yourself. Can you use magic, too? I think it has the potential to be much stronger when combined with moves to create your own way of fighting."

That's right, master, it's fancy. It's some marie theory, though.

But I'm just wondering if I don't have the qualities in my skills at the moment, or if I don't have the qualities in Weapon Skills itself. Maybe you can't master it because it's a heterogeneous molecule from different worlds. If you think about it that way, it would be more positive to make various trials and errors, as the master says.

"Besides, I'm interested in knitting out any moves. Sounds interesting."

Ooh, it's full of interest. But it seems many times faster to knit your moves while listening to your master's experience. At this time, he said he would cooperate, so let me ask you a lesson.

"Bye, Father. It's time I prepare breakfast."

"Yes, no, not at all, Eleanor. I'll do it..."

My master's complexion gets worse all at once. This way, you're blue-blue as usual.

"Your father will have Mr. Nobsada's guidance, won't he? I'll make it in a while."

"Wait..."

Mmm, looks like the master really wants to dodge Mr. Eleanor's breakfast? Oh, speaking of which, I've been making it, I totally forgot.

"Oh, then I've made it. Why don't you both? I don't think I'm going to do this because I'm asking you to teach me."

"Right! You can't waste what you've made me around the corner!!

Thumbs up so that he doesn't look like Mr. Eleanor while his master says so. You've done a good job, apparently.

"I've made something easy to eat outside, so shall we spread it out there and eat it? It's a beautiful day."

"Right. Excuse me, Mr. Knobsada. I think I got him worried."

"Never mind. I like to cook."

Spread the rug and spread out what you have prepared.

Honey toast, fried bread, walnut jam and custard cream, fruit water, finally peeling fruit on this occasion as well. I tried to make the apple into a rabbit type.

Both the master and Mr. Eleanor give admiration for what has been spread out.

"Here again, much more authentic. I think I can keep it in the store."

"It's better than a bad store, this"

"It's still warm, so go ahead before it cools. Honey toast, you're over here. You can keep it up, but you can enjoy a change of flavor by adding this jam or cream."

"Well, shall we go now?"

"I'll have this one."

The master chops on the fried bread, and Mr. Eleanor chops on the honey toast. And when you swallow it, you have an indescribably good smile. Um, you can be satisfied that that smile made me a good one, too.

"This can be crisp again. Then the eggs and ham inside give a good flavor. I don't think I can do as much with this."

"Ha, sweet and soft bread is delicious. It tastes good again when I put on this jam over here. Why be an adventurer when you can make something so delicious?

No, I remember cooking when I was compelled to. It's coagulant, though. You want a delicious meal around the corner.

"Naturally I became the cook while I was living with my grandfather. I just make it for myself. If you put it to work, you're out of play."

It keeps disappearing while I'm at it. We both eat so fast! We should have made an amount that there would be even three of us left.

"No, it was delicious. Very satisfied."

"It sure was delicious.... Whatever you think, Mr. Nobsada is a better cook, I'm a woman..."

Mr. Eleanor's voice turned down and I couldn't hear him in the second half, but I think he's got something on his back. Oh, speaking of which, I have to feed my balls, too.

"Tama, House!

Tama bounces off to me with Po-Po-Po-Po-Po when I call the buzzer she taught me yesterday.

When I magically created the water and poured it into the cup for my balls, I entered the tail.

Is that it? Are they both eye-lit? Marimo surprised you?

"Knobsada. What is this?

My master asked, pointing to my balls.

"Huh? I'm an obedient demon I just did yesterday. I call you Marimo's balls. We have a proper exorcism registration, so it's okay all over the city, right?

"Marimo is the submissive? I've been in the guild for quite a while, but I've never seen it before..."

"Bye, Noona. I know a couple of beasts, but I don't want to make Marimo an obedient devil. In the first place, there's the question of how to communicate with this guy without a voice."

Well, in my case, it's because I had special circumstances and skills. The current made me an obedient demon at some point.

"More than that, Eleanor. Is it time we didn't head to the guild? You're supposed to be at work today?

"Huh? This is such a time already!? Yes, we need to hurry."

Mr. Eleanor suddenly dashed back to the house and changed in a few minutes. Now he ran for the guild. That's kind of fast. I can't see it anymore.

"Huh, he's a good old man, so I just need to calm down a little bit."

"I think you're solid in the guild. Well, the usual Mr. Eleanor can be fun."

"Ha ha, then will my wife have it?

"What!? I'm halfway through the money and everything, so I haven't done that yet."

"A joke is a joke. Well, we only have an hour or so to hang out with, but that's something we've talked about, and you want to try and see what moves you can do? First of all, it's your skill, but what do you have?

The master looks at this one with excited eyes like a boy. I can't wait to see how many of these moves are. I just want to know about this, too. I wish I could have one or two feasible things on this occasion, though it is highly desirable.

"I can't tell how far I can disclose this, but I'll open it all up because I'm a master. Point it out if you think it's a bad idea. Combat skills include level 3 swordsmanship, 1 martial arts, 2 pistols, and 2 throws. Magic is divine. Magic is two. Attribute magic in general is three."

"What?"

My second eye is dotted today, Master.

"No, if that's all magic can do, why go avant-garde again... Hmm, if that's all skill, what special circumstances do you have? If you are a solo subject, you are satisfied with the skill structure..."

I have been checking the bumps and the current situation. Do you even have to say anything to think about it?

"Hmm, well, there are magic warriors in the class, and it's not that bad. It's just an unlikely amount of rushing skills. If you do too much flashy, it will be a solicitation or something. If you don't like it, you might want to find yourself a party member soon."

"Solo for a while now...... no, I'm going to do something with my balls. You know, if there's an edge to it, we might even throw a party, but I don't think we've been praised for combat technology yet..."

"Maybe you should have that kind of stance. And attribute magic is level three? Try shooting at that woodworker."

Can I use the Arrow system for now? In turn, it releases fire-water terroir and arrows.

As soon as I see my master in the face, I'm stuck with the next magic. Hey, aren't you enjoying using magic up close, Master?

In the meantime, I will use the magic that I can use as prompted in turn. I mean, wouldn't it have annoyed your neighbors with Firestorm or Sandstorm or something? I don't know if you're complaining about sand in the laundry, do you?

My master said when I used it frequently.

"Knobsada. You're already out of standard"

What the hell!?