Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

I found myself in a strange castle. I can recognize it as a castle for some reason.

It seemed like daylight, but the interior was a dimly lit place with a view of the town, on the rooftop, if you proceeded in search of light.

I feel old. I have never seen a plant crawl on the walls of the castle and I feel so much history that I can say ancient castle.

Among the visible townships, a wide variety of races, called the Beasts and Demons, lived their daily livelihoods.

Fathers plowing fields and sweating.

Mothers interested in conversation while gathering at the water station and doing laundry.

The races are different. Children run through the wild mountains amicably.

I don't look wealthy, but I can see definite happiness there.

I was smiling naturally at the sight of it.

"Chi Er"

I hear a toddler calling more than behind my back.

Guess who? I don't know this girl.

What's the matter with you? I know this girl.

"You know, I tend to look back on us. That's why I came to you."

I have myself feeling loving for some reason this kid smiling like a flower blossomed.

And I have this loving child who rushes over.

"What's going on? Of course, I'm nagging you."

It's supposed to be lovely, but I'm sad why.

That feeling strikes me.

I can't stop overflowing with love.

I feel uneasy about myself. [M]

I hold a child and smile as hard as I can to get rid of such a thing.

"You're a good boy. Then why don't we come with you to your mother?"

"Yes, of course. Ugh, I'm so hungry. We were looking at this kind of glitch."

Toddlers enjoy the surrounding scenery from a high gaze. I'm just looking at this one to see if I'm not going to get to my mother soon when it comes to satisfaction.

Oops. We have to go to

"Let's go to your mother."

Return to the castle with my child in your arms.

My dear, my child. Forgive me, my impudent father, who cannot do anything while I know the ordeal that will befall you.

If you open your eyes, it's a sea house at dawn at night.

There were lovely women sleeping together around.

Somehow I felt uncomfortable and scrubbed my cheeks softly, and there were signs of tears. I can't remember the contents of my dreams, but my sad feelings tighten my chest.

I closed my eyes again with Mittama's head sleeping beside me to distract me from such loneliness.

Good morning, it's a knob saddle.

The quail eventually decided to return to their original place of residence after a herd discussion. He said the quail himself stayed beside me, but I told him to stay in the settlement. Because if I suddenly lost my head, even the uncontrolled collection of sea urchins was going to be fogged. If I raise a proper successor, I will come and twirl the head of the quail. I dropped off the quail and its line by keeping a bunch of cloth bags bound with plenty of food.

And finally, I said, "Master, if I can take over, that way, I'll go. Wait," he said. Don't tell me he was a little cummed by a quail who cleverly shakes his forefoot.

Speaking of which, I checked with Mr. Eleanor about parasitic viscous fungi, and she said she had never heard of such demons since she belonged to the guild. Mr. Ken of High Kraken had less damage to the Uminees because of the large part he reasonably held back, because the human (cat) damage was zero. But suppose this is the less intelligent. It was also a giant body or a demon with a vicious means of attack... Demons running around like mad warriors will be begging to struggle. An adventurer party that doesn't know what's going on could get caught and parasitized by parasitic mucus. After discussing it with Eleanor, I asked him to tell the upper management without a doubt.

Speaking of upper management, it seems that HR has been refreshed a long time ago. Looks like the belly blacks were banished or driven out of business with some backing from the Duke. Anyone who had unfairly mediated and accepted bribes for only a good job for a particular adventurer party is engaged in forced labour after confiscation of property. Those who held the feminine adventurer's weakness and a few had their hands on it were turned to a sewage treatment full of filth with only a manly mind. Those of you who had something to do with me, but weren't busy becoming a Guild of Alchemy, they fled to the King's Capital after paying compensation. Hopefully it will be a slightly ventilated guild.

By the way, it's a growing skill, "Sex Haughty," thanks to the night's work, but I guess the specific performance is also improving how the array is holding up and resilience, as well as various techniques. Obviously, you're gaining power with every level you go up. Now we can all deal with each other at the same time.

It's just... I don't feel like I'm shredding my life expectancy. Come on, me. I say it's a man's dream, but I just want to avoid supraabdominal death. It's today.

After a light breakfast, I dance to the sea again.

Enjoy diving in the ocean with me and Mr. Eleanor, a good swimmer. Colorful fish swarmed and swam in the clear emerald blue sea. The lightning strike yesterday must have floated pretty puffy, but the hostile fish are scratching the water when it's easy to get into the junction. Are these fish like trees repaired in 6F too? But I was able to eat properly, and it's a strange mechanism.

While enjoying the view and swimming, I also secured a large quantity of sea turtles, abalone, sawdust, tokobushi, oysters and various ingredients. Because no one has earned it, I've already been touched. We've presented the quail with as many non-tuna fish as possible, so let's make sure it's secure.

By lunch, all three of them had gotten tired of breathing on their shoulders. No, it was too much.

Lunch was made with Futuno...... what a pair of Sefi and Kagra were making together.

Actually, they were practicing sneaky.

I wouldn't mind if they served such caring dishes on an empty stomach. I luxuriously carry the dish to my mouth while savoring the guts. Sometimes I heard a thrill or a gallon, but I don't care!

Shall I treat you to a single dish just in return?

Place the vessel on the table as used for the heated stone roasted bibibimba. Here comes a shrimp dipped in a Japanese sake-like "Wazumi Shosho" in a bowl. "Wazumi Shosho" is getting more and more versions.

Then turn the bowl straight into the bowl. A little closer to the spark I lit at my fingertips... Flambe, nice to meet you. Bow, the fire rises. Everyone seemed surprised by this. The alcohol evaporated and the fire went out. Apparently, it was steamed up.

Steaming shrimp was particularly preferred by the three drinkers. The flavour of shrimp is concentrated, with a hint of liquor, the more sweet it is, the more salt and soy sauce it is applied, the more it changes the taste and fills the mouth.

The face of everyone who seems happy is a reward to me more than anything.

When I finished eating, I broke up the house in the sea. If you release the magic that you maintain, it will just fog away and disappear. That's not true if you make it on the ground, but this is what happens to the walls and buildings you create in the dungeons.

Come on, it's vacation till you get home.

Though on the way home, that's an adventurer. The women are crushing demons.

Notably, Mr. Eleanor also took part in the fight. If you think your figure scratched out instantly, it wasn't a joke. The demon flew. The demon struck so hard as to penetrate the wall remains deadly. The four of them were surprised, but they quickly adapted and were hunting for defeats and demons themselves. Sephi was just shooting water magic ponchos from behind.

They say I'm used to insanity, I can't solve it.

I was just doing some auxiliary magic behind me, so I put on some slave traders, carpenters, masonry stuff that I don't normally raise except in first class. The Goddess of Waste announcement has been ringing loudly since just now, but it has been abandoned admirably.

Talking to the adventurers we met on the road, they were actually up for discussion near that ocean house. Rumors have come that there's nothing there but a good smell of inviting food, a loud burst with Dogaaan, and a voice of a woman who can't even see her... I know everything. After all, I often feel that even if I report to the guild, I can't get the story to the end. I vowed to ask you strongly to penetrate that story about parasitic viscous fungus.

It was only a night or two but it was fun. Although there were some irregulars, that would also be a good spice. I want to see the fold again and make a relaxing journey for all of us. Hot springs and all that, right?