Muimui-tan

- One...

Does this little castle mean the Little Labyrinth: The Call of the Other World...? Uh, uh, yesterday, what was the place I explored? Could it have been a different little labyrinth! Uh, already, I wonder why I forgot to check.

"Hey, potato bug, your status plate, aren't you on a level?

While Mohican baked the mysterious meat, he looked at this one carefully and said that. Um, I'm roasting meat. What, level up? Oh, really? Long time no see. Right, did you get a higher level in Cocatrice earlier?

"Congratulations."

"... oh"

"Oh, my goodness."

Oh, yes. Thank you.

So, do you just sort it out!

[Level up]

Doesn't feel like there's any ranking up. The last time I canceled, I thought it would always come out of the next level. This, I canceled my rank up, I wonder if it's sooner. Hmm.

[Bonus point 8]

Muscle strength correction: 10 (3)

Health Correction: 7 (3)

Agility correction: 70 (6) + 8

Instrumental correction: 10 (12)

Mental correction: 5 (0)

Ma, I've decided to sort it out!

Muscle strength correction: 10 (3)

Health Correction: 7 (3)

Agility correction: 78 (6) + 8

Instrumental correction: 10 (12)

Mental correction: 5 (0)

I don't know, when I get here, even if I sort it out, I can't really feel how fast it's gotten.

Let's do a little repetitive lateral jump.

Repetitive horizontal jumping at a rate where remnants are likely in front of the three adventurers in the camp, me!

What do you say, awesome? Shit. Um, I still feel like nothing's changed. I thought it changed dramatically in the beginning.

"You're kind of quick."

Mr. Mohican talks while scorching black meat. Somehow! Me, fine, I think it's early in the top class in this world. Well, this little labyrinth, "The Call of the Other World," seems to be C-rank equivalent, so I guess these three Mohicans, silent, and skinheads are top class adventurers, so from those people, it's no big deal if you see them?

Continue further repetitive lateral jumping. Huh, fast, fast!

He eats a mysterious meat whose skinheads, Mohicans and silent mouths are silently overcooked and blackened. Oh, yes. Me, you're being ignored.

I don't know what else to do, I'll cook too.

Remove today's lunch from the magic backpack. I don't know what it is today. It's in a square container... what is it, here?

Four white and round objects. What is it, here? That looks like a bun.

Pick one up at the sidearm Naraka and try it. Perfect. Shabby.

Ugh, I can play gravy in my mouth. Oh, my God. Sounds like the skin around you is made of flour. So, he said there's vegetables, seafood and meat stuffed inside like soup. This is really a bun! I've never seen a bun in this world before. Pong, that's a great idea. I don't think there was any wheat in the capital, so I think it's imported. Fine, I guess it was expensive.

"Potato bugs, you're eating something different."

For some reason, the skinhead old man talks back to us.

"Our cook made it."

"Oh, come on, you're holding a potato worm."

That's right. Hey, you didn't go crazy in my eyes for inviting Pong as a cook! That's me!

"Let me try one."

At some point, Mohican is coming to be me. Shh, that's quick. But I won't.

I use the sidearm Amara and lift the square container. This is mine. If you want, you're coming to my dining room in Imperial City to eat!

- Two...

As me and Mohican battled, one girl jumped out of the little castle-like labyrinth, The Call of the Other World.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's okay."

A short haired girl in red leather armor is saluting.

"So, who's the old man!

To the words of that skinhead, three people around - all fingering the skinhead. Mohican stopped chasing me, pointing at my skinhead.

"Oh, there you are, you rumored potato bug in the tavern."

Short-haired girl comes closer to me. What can I do for you?

"Heh, I'm a real adventurer. I thought it was just a rumor."

A short-haired girl is glancing at my status plate. This is personal information, so don't look at it as too giddy.

"Whoa, this guy's pretty quick."

Mohican says that while eating burnt charcoal. You, you can often eat things like that charcoal...

"Ah! Dang it! I told you never to cook until I got back! It's terrible."

"Hang on, this is the man's dish!

No, because that's charcoal. Because it's not cooking.

"So, what's my share?

Receiving the words of a short-haired girl, Mohican points to the side of the fire. There was a mysterious object that became charcoal.

"Can you eat something like that?"

It's not food anymore, is it?

"Ha, my food, there."

For some reason, a short-haired girl sends a glimpse here, deliberately putting it to words. No, I won't raise it! I'll never lift it!

"If you're an adventurer, prepare your own food."

"Sure thing."

Short-haired girl puts her arms behind her head and laughs niggly.

"So, thanks to the old man, he's silent, and now he's inside, and he's going to move on."

"Right."

The skinhead, called the old man, extinguishes the fire and rises.

"So we don't have time for potato worms."

Mohican waves and says that. No, nobody mind, I didn't say anything.

Silent people also get up quietly. Really, this guy, don't talk.

We're going to attack this little labyrinth now, but stay out of the way.

Oh, yes.

The old men disappear into the little castle in the lead of a short-haired girl.

Um, I don't know what to do with this. I'll be in the way as soon as I get in. I don't have a choice, do I eat the rest of my lunch and then go inside slowly?

and before that!

- "Transfer check 5" -

Make sure you check the metastasis.

So do you want to slow down!

Shabby, shabby.