Muimui-tan

- One...

As soon as we landed at our house with the transfer, Type 14 rushed in. What's with the rush?

"Master, are you okay?"

Um, you're safe. What happened to you?

"I don't think the Master really, really has any idea where he's going with me."

Damn. But for about four or five hours. It's a short time. I mean, uh, what, you were in a hurry because you left it, not because it was a wack that happened? What, type 14, is that surprisingly worrying?

"Type 14, what happened to the Warcraft?

Model 14 shakes his neck to the side.

"There are no occurrences. I think it's starting to fade."

Really? So, is there no danger anymore? But I don't know when the same cot will happen again, so can you keep an eye on type 14 until the door is complete?

"Oh, champ, I'm working on it."

Whoa, nice to meet you, too, Parent. Work on it. I'm hoping to make my, my, my house amazing!

"So, champ. I'm working on it, and the lady over there is staring at me, and I want you to give me a break. Can't you figure it out?

Type 14, you...

"It's not. I was just checking to see if the stuff was working properly."

Oh, yes. Ma, don't look too giddy. So, it's type 14.

"I'm going inside the swirlow next. Type 14, leave a message, please."

"Master, master?

Okay, I'll be there.

- "Metastasis" -

- Two...

It's in the swirl of nostalgia. No, not as much as a nostalgia.

I say hello to Mr. Hagar the gatekeeper and go straight into the swirl. Now, let's get to Mr. White before the sun goes down.

Hello, Mr. White.

Enter a room with scattered equipment made as usual. Oh, the dog head you see over there is exactly Mr. White. You're rarely in the store today. It's always in the back. I wonder what's wrong. 'Cause time's up?

"Oh, isn't that a run?"

Yes, a run, though. What are you doing?

"Run, sure, you were stretching your legs to the continent, weren't you?

Yeah, I'm building a house right now, too, Tokoro!

"So, can I ask you a favor?"

Yeah? No, I need a favor too... They make true silver spears, they make house doors out of demon steel - that's what I want you to do.

"No, Lord White, I need a favor myself."

Mr. White is scratching his head at my words. It feels like a boy, but he seems to listen to me first.

"I'm building my own house in Imperial City, but I want to put a door there that made this demonic steel. I don't know, could you make it?

I take high-purity demon steel out of my magic backpack.

"You...! You have a house in the Empire!

No, I'm still in the process of building it. So, what do you say, do you think you can make it?

"I can make what I can, but, hey, it's a door, right? Look at the crime scene. It's tough not to measure."

Mm-hmm. Right. So, what do we do? You want Mr. White to join the party and fly home on Transfer? If I can get an OK, I wonder if that's the best.

Mr. White is putting his arms together and thinking about it. Do-do, do-do, what do you think?

"This might be a good time."

Yeah?

"Run, listen to me."

Oh, yes. I'll listen.

"You said I had a disciple, didn't you?

Um, with that said, it's like I heard that, like I didn't.

"The apprentice says he wants to be independent."

Heh.

"So, he wants to cross the continent, he wants to have his own blacksmith over there."

Mm, I see a little talk.

"Run, will you escort my apprentice and take him to the continent? How about my apprentice make it locally as a reward?"

How come the apprentice is as smart as a squid?

"I assure you of my disciple's skill."

Hmm. Still, I'd like Mr. White to make it. Ma, I can easily go back and forth with Empire City in Transfer, and can I send it enough?

'Okay. Take it.'

"Whoa, that'll help. Fleur, come out!

From the back Mr. White shouted, a wolf-like doghead appeared. But as soon as I showed my face just a little, I hid. Mm, you're looking at this one. Hey, you feel timid, you're peeking at this one. I'm not scared. Okay, I'm not a bad warcraft.

"Ah, the run you were talking about Master?

Mm-hmm. It's Run.

"So this run will escort you."

The dog-headed Fleur is surprised by the feeling that, uh... Even if you look like this, you're a skilled adventurer who saved the empire and the Horcea crisis!

"So Lan, come back tomorrow. I'll be ready by the end of the day."

Uhms.

I was kicked out of Mr. White's blacksmith. So, uh, this demon steel... No, and you didn't even ask for the true silver spear!

Mm-hmm. Fleur, you??? It feels so cowardly, but I wonder if it's okay. Well, I can't help thinking about it.

In the meantime, we'll come back tomorrow and talk.

So do you want to go back to our house after the swirl?