Muimui-tan

- One...

Well, what do we do?

It just doesn't seem possible to practice magic indoors, hmm. Well, do you gobble without thinking about it?

This way, when I'm gobbling up for nothing, I remember when I ate the leaves under my feet and went to sleep, and for a little while I ate the shabby leaves and went to sleep. Honestly, I was eating something so crazy that I didn't know how many days had gone by.

Speaking of which, I've lived on leaves for days since I learned magic, but sometimes there were days when magic couldn't be used. Alle, I wonder what it was. I thought it was because of the depletion of MP stuff at the time, but (now I know) it's not. I wonder what that was?

"Master"

Type 14 came back when I was thinking. I have a plate in my hand with a deep dish and some kind of meat-roasted thing on it. Soup in the deep dish, I guess.

"I brought you some food."

Type 14 puts the dish on the table. Oh, you've got a good chair for me next to the table. Yeah, well, I can't sit without these massage chair-style chairs.

All right, then, shall we have dinner?

Is the deep dish still soup? But the color of the soup is green. Um, green soup. Vegetable soup? And there's some mysterious meat floating around. It feels a little scarier to eat, doesn't it?

"Okay, go ahead."

Type 14 uses a slightly larger spoon and soak the green soup. And you try to stick it in my mouth as it is. No, no, no, you, don't.

"Type 14, I can do my own meal or so"

I mean, I'm afraid if I let Type 14 do it, I'd be forced to pour it into my mouth without thinking about adding or subtracting it. Besides, this guy doesn't give a shit about heat or anything. If I'm forced to pour this hot looking soup into a massive amount, it's gonna be a big deal!

"Okay."

Model 14 bows gracefully and takes a step back. Phew, nice of you to understand.

I use the sidearm Naraka to take a spoon. It's hard to grab a bowl and drink soup or use a spoon with your own short hands.

Shabby.

Shaggy too...... that's hard!

This soup is so spicy. It's so hard even though it's green. Hey, isn't it tight to eat like this? I don't know, I think it's going to feel just right when I dip in bread or something.

"Type 14, do you have anything like bread?

"Okay. I'll let the cook downstairs prepare it."

Say it quickly, or the 14th model disappeared. As always, I'm gonna be pampered.

So, what's the grill over here?

Shabby.

This one usually feels like sweet steak. The meat looks zoosy.

Shabby.

Shabby.

One, when I was eating a shampoo, Model 14 came back. I have about three white round breads on my hands. There won't be any cottons just freshly baked, so I guess the rest of the dining room downstairs.

"Master, it's bread"

Yes, you can tell by looking at it.

Would you like to soak that bread in this green soup? And, yeah, let's just make sure.

"Type 14, what's this dish?

"Yes, I let the cook from the east make it"

Hmm? From the east? Isn't that Pong?

"How is Lord Pong?

"There are currently three cooks at the Noargy Chamber of Commerce. This time I let an empty mesid make it."

Who's Mesid? A person's name... right? Um, while you're asleep, my Noalj Chamber of Commerce seems to be getting more people too.

"Type 14, how many more people did the Noalj Chamber of Commerce increase while I slept?

I don't know, you just ask. No, but we need confirmation, so we don't have a choice.

Seventy four, overall.

What? Hey, wait a minute. At some point, aren't there too many? No, no, really, what's going on? Why, there's so much more. That's crazy.

Hmm, type 14, you answer what I ask, but like this, you give me the answer I want, and you read my intentions and you answer me... I mean, I'm responding mechanically, no, well, type 14 is mechanical. Here, I feel bad if you don't tell the person who makes up the conversation some more.

"Type 14, can you gather the key members of the current Noalj Chamber of Commerce?

"Okay. But the master needs rest"

No, no, no, I don't know if there's a trick to needing rest, sleeping for a year and needing more rest than that. He said he'd had enough time off.

"Type 14, say you need a break, but how long is that?

"It seems enough for one day today"

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Is type 14 making fun of me? Ha, I don't know, all I get is a sigh.

"Type fourteen, then, tomorrow, gather people together."

Copy that, sir.

Ha......

Well, do you want to have dinner and take your time today? I don't know, a day today, I don't think anything's progressed.

Well, vacation, is that it?

Well, I guess I'll have to check things out tomorrow. Really, a lot, I feel so different and sucks.