Muimui-tan

- One...

After a short walk I saw a large building in the bungalow. Is that the dojo? Behind the bungalow building you can also see a building like a long house. I wonder if that's the accommodation.

to the bungalow building. You don't have a gate or anything.

Lord Lan, this is the dojo.

That's what Mr. Micah said, go inside the building. All right, shall I go inside, too?

"I'm back now"

Inside the dojo, about ten Cat tribes dressed like Kendo clothes were meeting each other with wooden knives in their hands. This place is full of cat people. You don't see any Pu or Forest people at all.

As we enter the building, all of the cat tribes we were meeting in the dojo stop and turn to us.

"Welcome home, young lady"

Lady...? And, at that moment, there's a red dot in the center of my vision. Nah, yabe. I put the wind spear red eye in the center. As I glanced at the red dot, a piercing with a wooden knife flew through my red spear. But the poke never arrived. Micah, who was lying next to him, pulled the knife out of his waist and struck a wooden knife. That's fast.

"Do what!

Mr. Micah's reprimand. It was the man of the inferior cat clan who was releasing the poke. Um, from the looks of it, I don't know how old you are. He seems young... but I don't know.

"No, you know, my lady, there's a warcraft of potato bugs..."

Ma... kah!

"This man is Lord Run, an adventurer, as a star beast. Good thing I played it, but don't think about it and act like it!

No, I was aware of the poking, too. Even if Mr. Micah didn't play it, I should have been able to prevent it properly. Well, okay.

"Hmm, Micah. Micah doesn't play, but he seems to have prevented it."

From the back, Grandpa Cat walks in. He's an all-you-can-stretch, swollen cat who's so blind. Grandpa, you're a cat, but you seem to have a firm ankle. But, well, I didn't know you were spotting what I was capable of securely preventing... don't do it. There must be a dojo owner here.

"Earlier, I was introduced to a star beast run. Nice to meet you. '

"Did the Warcraft talk?

So he said it wasn't a warcraft. And the son of the cat tribe who called the Warcraft was slapped on the head by the cat tribe next door and cautioned, "You're not a warcraft." Um, good.

"So, what brings Lord Lan here?

"Oh, get the samurai class and the inn."

"I see."

Grandpa, the cat is nodding.

"I need enough skill to get a class of samurai from our doorman as a minimum condition, what will you do?

Why don't you take it and stand?

"So, can I have someone who let go of the poke earlier?

Ho ho. I don't even wish that.

"And what did Lord Lan get?

'You have a class of bowmen, so that's a bow. Spear after spear. But here we fight with the same wooden knife.'

I can't admit it without standing on the same mound. Classic, classic.

"You know what? As for this one, you can have that red spear."

"No, I don't mind."

You saw the thrust earlier and you figured out the strength of your opponent in general. I think I can handle it.

I get a wooden knife from one of the janitors. A hard, thick, long wooden knife. If this is a bad hit, I'm going to die. But, well, it's hard to hold with this hand. Bring it to the sidearm Naraka.

"Me, a wooden knife in the air?

Yes, thanks for the good reactions. Speaking of which, you couldn't see Side Arm Naraka from anyone else. I forgot.

'We're ready for this one. Okay, when do we start?

Looks like the cat stewardess received the wooden knife earlier.

"You can always do that."

Hmm, you're in action.

"And what about winning or losing?

"I guess it's over when you think you're here."

I see. And at that moment, again, there's a red dot in the center. I go right to dodge the red dot. And then a poke flies through that red dot. I wonder if this doorman is good at poking.

I had already dodged the poke, and I shook down the wooden knife that I had sidearm Naraka hold. There is no way to avoid a cat who has been pushed away and fallen ill, and he receives a wooden knife from his body. Yippee.

But that didn't end there. The doorman withstood the knife he had been knocked on, and pushed him from his position to me with one hand.

- "Concentrate."

Increased concentration and the opponent's attack looks slow motion. Reverse your torso and pound. Don't lick the spinal strength of the potato worm. Keep the wooden knife back, use the rebound of the defiant body, and release this one as well. Spira... it doesn't activate when it's a wooden knife. Still a spear-only move? The poking is determined by the doorman.

"That's it!

Grandpa cat loud.

"Why, we haven't lost yet."

The porter was questioning his grandfather and cat as he endured the pounding pain he had received. Pfft. You're young. I don't know what I'm capable of.

"Lord Lan, you use strange powers. The first one was evaded as if he knew."

Ma'am. Danger sensing is cheesy enough. Well, you don't respond to attacks that are less dangerous or anything.

Whatever it is, this is my win.

"Hmm, sounds like you're eligible to get a samurai class"

All right!

"Well, here's the samurai exam..."

Oh, right. You can't just let me get it from an earlier fight, can you? I knew it, I knew it.

- Two...

"The creation of a beginner's knife is now a condition for obtaining a samurai class..."

Hmm. And, talk, is it going to be long? I'm hungry. I haven't eaten anything.

"Oops, excuse me. Micah and Lord Lang were after a long journey."

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

"First, shall we make it a meal? Shall I explain it slowly there?

Yeah, yeah, that's right. If you look, Mr. Micah is also snorting. I wonder if she was hungry too.

"Okay, here you go"

One of the downstairs leads me to the long house in the back. The longhouse has a front door and it's a step higher up ahead, but should I take off these shoes or something... I'm not wearing shoes. HAHAHAHAHA.

After all, it's only the Great Forest and wooden architecture is fundamental. But you didn't see a straw roof or any other building. Should I give up rice......

Oh, a duvet. So, do you want to wait on the futon until dinner? Mm-hmm.

Mr. Micah does not move while sitting in the front seat on the futon as if he were meditating. Oh, you can even get a front seat with cat feet.

After a while, the cuckoo sounded cute. Oh, Mr. Micah's tummy.

"Kee, did you hear that?

"What?

"It's good if you haven't heard..."

Let's not ask. Everyone is hungry.

Then about half an hour later the food was carried.

Er, grilled fish, grilled fish, grilled fish and grilled fish... That's just grilled fish!

Sure, it's all, it's a different kind of fish, but I wonder if there's only baked fish. Like shellfish or sashimi.

When I saw Mr. Micah, the cat's eyes were gleaming. Uh, fish, you like it. I wonder if it's because it's a cat.

"Isn't there a sashimi or something?

"Is it sashimi?

Mr. Micah shakes his neck. Oh, I want to have dinner, but I'm sorry I let you stop.

"Oh, you're a raw fish fillet"

"Huh? Raw is a bit..."

Um, I don't know if there's a culture of sashimi. Well, no, let's make it a meal, too. Oh, hey, I've got two thin wooden sticks. This is... chopsticks! When I look at Mr. Micah, he cleverly handles two wooden sticks with one hand to cut the fish apart... That's totally chopsticks isn't it? It's a chopstick. It's not shaped like the tip is thinner, but it's completely chopsticks when I see how to use it. Do you want to use the sidearm Naraka because you can't handle it with my hands?

"Chopsticks are floating in the air..."

With superpowers - and now the subtitles are chopsticks. I knew it was chopsticks. There were chopsticks. There it is.... Well, no, let's have some grilled fish. And I need to drink fish soy sauce and eat it.

After all, it's soy sauce for fish. Yeah, it stays good. The saltiness of the fish soy adds to the flavor of the fish itself.

Micah looked at me wanting fish soy sauce. Chi, shiny.

Do you want to call Lord Micah?

Mr. Micah nods cocky. I'll also drain some fish soy on Mr. Micah's grilled fish.

Mr. Micah had a bite of baked fish with fish soy on it...... it was turning blue.

"Ugh, it's salty"

That? Didn't fit? Um, it's a universal seasoning, and for me, it's a God's time seasoning. Well, I have a preference for what's going on.

And when I was eating, Grandpa and Cat came.

"What do you think, our grilled fish?

Oh, it's delicious. But I want variations, not just fish.

"Shall I then explain the conditions for obtaining the samurai's class? Keep eating and listening."

Yes.

"The exam for the samurai class was the creation of a beginner's sword. If you have the ingredients for the knife of the beginning, you can make it right here."

But?

"The ingredients need Trent's Wood Piece and Meteor."

Wait a minute, didn't you just sell Trent's wood pieces yesterday? Magikayo. Micah, can you tell me... what is common sense? Wow. Yeah.

"Trent himself will be there if he goes outside. It's a tight warcraft to rush out, but Lord Lan will be able to afford it."

Oh, well, I just knocked you out in bulk. I guess I can afford it.

"Meteor iron has been purified in very small quantities in the body of meatier rats. If that's ten, you'll be fine."

Meatiarat. I've defeated named (named monster) before, and I guess it's easy to win.

"Meatiarat itself is home to many small labyrinths in the northwest."

Hmm. Are there many warcraft in the F-rank approval exam...... When I hear that, the strength of the Warcraft is higher on this island.

Ma, why don't you just go tomorrow? I'm tired today, so I should get some rest. Tomorrow, tomorrow. Tomorrow.