Muimui-tan

- One...

Jiro Yamatoba, I was shocked by your instant killing and I was delayed in realizing it, but seeing people would allow me to compare the actual size.

I think this is important.

First of all, it's the size of my body, but with the exception of him, the people they're amazingly small, the size is about a meter. Small as a percentage. The size of the leaves is 8 x 10 meters wide. I'm talking about the size of this tree, which has countless leaves.

Many branches stretch out of a torso large enough to be invisible at the end, and the more you go up, the more lush you look.

Really, that's a surprisingly big tree.

No, not at all, really good not just reincarnated into potato worms or anything...... good! I don't think I could stand reincarnation or anything, even though I'm pretty full of it at the moment. It's not like I liked bugs. Honestly, I think you've been saved just because of the size close to people.

So this is the next step.

All I've ever thought about is wanting a weapon. It's capable of ranged attacks and powerful, and now it's something you can make.

Yes, a bow!

It passes from leaves to branches, before small sized branches that are starting to grow. I'll try to magically break the branches first.

Yeah, yeah, I enhanced the magic a little bit. It went from a flat hand size to about the size of a ball of boring. That's the fruit of an authentic practice. And create six of them.

- [Iceball] -

Keep bumping six floating balls of ice one after the other. Every time an ice ball hits me, I see a bluish luminescence on the branches.... and, uh, branches, intact.

Somehow I feel more deactivated than weak magic.

I have no choice but to break a branch. but I don't like it, it's so strong.

Every day, every day, I keep shredding the branches and shredding them a little bit. It's really plain work, thank you.

Once it shreds somewhat, I stick a magic thread (ah, I decided to call it the thread I put out, the magic thread) on the branch and pull it to leave it to me. The branches break with both the sound of a giraffe.

Get the branches!

And, yeah, that magic thread, but I also made sure I could get it out of my hand. Even if it looks like it's coming out of my mouth, it's from the mystery trachea and not from my mouth. I thought I could even get it out of my hand, so I tried my best and I could get it out. This is so convenient. My hands have always been short, so it was inconvenient. The top hand is a little longer (even so, it's only long enough that I can't arm myself) and the rest is long enough to support my body. It was the magic thread that came out of my hand that was short and didn't reach a lot of things, and it started to arrive. This is a substitute for a person's arm, a hand, isn't it?

I also practiced so that I could support my body and stand up with only the bottom leg, so I could thread out the top six hands, all of them. Thanks to that, I can give you six magic, right? Everything is important to practice and train.

Branch it, tie your magic thread together as a string, and a simple bow is complete.

The arrow is created from the sharpening cusp when the arrow is sharpened. The feather part is always created from the leaves you eat. These leaves are surprisingly sturdy, aren't they?

That's why I just tried and hit.

An arrow flew with a good sound and stabbed me in a tree branch.

Good power for making it right. It's just, well, I don't fly too straight because it's a leaf feather and proper arrow on a sharpening cushion. There is a problem with hitting accuracy. Hmmm, I can handle this in practice...... will it?

The creation of arrows has been added to the daily routine.

Magic practice. Create a bag with thrown up yarn (along with detailed motion exercises of magic yarn). The task of accumulating the stranded leaves without eating them immediately. and scrape out new branches and create arrows. new arrow practice. I wonder if this is my routine now.

Somehow I liked authentic work. It was good in character, good.

- Two...

I'm somewhat familiar with handling bows, and I've accumulated the number of arrows (about a hundred, indeed!) I decided to go inside where the adventurers used to be.

Lower the bag created with your own magic yarn diagonally from your left shoulder, including many leaf shards and handmade arrows as lunches. Bow on your right shoulder.

Come on, that's the first step in the adventure that's finally here.

Fast movement by spitting yarn, stuck to distant branches, and shrinking its yarn. Really, I feel like a spider person. Now that you can even get it out of your hand, really, it's still an alley.

And finally into our midst.

It feels a little dim inside, but not so much invisible.

At first, it felt like a wooden passage, where artifacts mix in the wooden walls from the middle of nowhere. Oh, what is it?

It doesn't feel like there's a tree in the building, it's a mix of trees and stones. Besides, it feels like I failed to merge the building with the stone... You mean the wooden walls are growing out of the distressed building...... Really, how many more?

Um, different world. Really, it beats me to say that this place is separate from the world I was in.

The further I went inside, the less percentage of trees I felt like I was exploring some kind of ruin. And when I hit the ground with yarn trying to move normally, there was something chilling...... but.

A spear was growing from under the thread for a moment.... Huh?

Spears grow and dungeons are awesome. So, what is it? A trap? If you stab me like this, I'll definitely die.

After a while the spear disappeared to the ground.... Huh?

No, somehow, you can't go anywhere with a trap like this. You can't do this. I can't do this without someone with the talent to discover a trap or something on a boulder. Absolutely, I can't.

So turn around. Right. The strategy here is to find another way. I mean, well, I just tried to go in there and try to chase the adventurer.

And that's where the chitchat said chitchat. No way, rat?

The guy came from the sky. It's a bat.

A big blue bat attacked me. I don't see any company, so it looks like there's only one.

HAHAHAHAHA, first fight, first encount, right? Come on, I'll show you what I can do.

Let's start with the usual magic.

- [Iceball] -

Fly the ball of ice over the blue bat. Hilariously dodged. What do you mean?

So I don't give up. I make more and more balls of ice. I fly away. First hit with the fourth. but it still emits a thin, blue light and the balls of ice are shattered and scattered. The blue bat doesn't look like it's working at all. No, not anymore, what the hell. Is magic garbage, garbage, or is it? So, if you're thinking about it, the blue bat will jump at you trying to stick this one out. Throw up the yarn and travel fast to get a distance. Oh, abuuuu...

If you're saying magic doesn't work, all you have to do is a bow, what is it?

Put up a bow. Hold the grip (for once, only the top hand is divided by only the thumb part, like Dra O-Mon's hand, so you can grip about it) and pull the string with a magic thread that extends from the top hand of the other. Take the arrow with the magic thread you reached out of your second hand there and connect.

Watch the blue bat move carefully...... release.

Only the momentum of the arrows is good, but it still stays to rub the blue bat without flying straight. Still a little bit of damage. There is something bloody coming out of where the arrows rubbed. Um, arrows and physics still work.

The blue bat was surprised that it was damaged, or it sounded cheesy and ratty and disappeared into the back.

... Phew. If this is the game, I guess it's Toko that I didn't get my experience for letting him get away with it, but realistically, I feel like I picked it up. I can't fight like this anymore. Really, I can't.

Let's just get back to my home-turned-leaves. For once, you're thinking about your next move.