Muimui-tan

- One...

"Now let me introduce my sisters."

Model 0 takes a step back.

To go with that, look here. The big maid on the left comes out a step forward.

"Type two. Call me Second."

Shorter, bumpy, red-haired, big woman bows down in a grumpy way. I saw a big sword on that back. What's going on with the maid with the big sword!

Type 2, which finishes the greeting, takes a step back, and then the next maid next door takes a step forward.

A maid like a loose, fluffy, pink-haired lady grabs the hem of her skirt and bows gracefully. And he had a slutty look on his raised face.

"It's type three. Call me Sun."

The next move I made was a small maid with grumpy silver hair standing next to her. I have something in my hand that looks like a stabbed bat of nails. Buh, I guess so.

"Type four. Why don't you call me Fou?

Could we introduce ourselves to everyone? I'm, well, I look like a 14-type fellow, and you know what? But I'll never remember you, will I?

Next up is the maid of a blue-haired side pony. I have hook claws on my hand that are like hands.

"It's type six... Moo..."

Arr...? Type 6? Did you say type 6, this child? When I said type 6, you were at the entrance to the underground world (Undersphere) on the city side of the labyrinth. What do you mean? I felt like I had entrusted the core to Type 14 and stopped moving, but since then, I've been able to move, and you're in this bunch?

Next up is the neurotic maid with glasses on her blonde hair. He had a big shield, and when he bowed, he was about to be crushed by it.

"Kukukuk, it's type 9. I hope you call me Nowem."

After bowing, he is deliberately lifting his glasses quickly.

Next up is a brunette maid who looks a little smaller and cheerful. I tie my hair at the front of my head.

"Yes, yes, type 11. Long time no see. I didn't call you Zeno."

Long time no see? No, it's the first time I've seen you.

At the end of the day, he's a maid with a big sickle. My long stretched hair is curling. Is it fashion with an eye band in the right eye?

"Type 13. Death is fine."

Really? Um, is it a reaper motif or something?

Eight maids finish introducing themselves and line up again in a row.

Um, who is who? Remember, remember.

Zero with a sisterly type 0.

Large two type second.

Pink three shaped sun.

Bad looking type 4 fou.

Adorable type six moo.

Type 9 of the eyeglasses is Nowem.

Xeno is the eleventh type of healthy little one.

Reaper type 13 is Death.

Right. Right. Can you remember that? You guys, you all have different hairstyles, you know what kind of hairstyles I have! Besides, you really have more numbers, don't you? If any more other numbers are refilled from here - I can't do it anymore.

And yes.

"Did you say type six?"

"It's Moo..."

My heavenly six-type groans pompously.

"On my journey, I met the same fuselage called Type 6..."

"It's Moo..."

Yes, yes, by name. Unlike these guys, type 14, you stick to names.

"I'm sorry, where did you meet that type six?

Type 0 enters the conversation.

It's the gateway to the underground world. It was like it was about to break and stop moving. "

My heavenly type 0 makes a hazy look and sees the type 6.

"You didn't stab Todome."

Type 6 lays face down, trembling small.

"No, let us forgive you. For you, twins, they're the same aircraft in the real sense."

Type 0 smiles gently.

"I respect that you got that emotion."

Hmm. Um, according to the story, is the type 6 here a different type from the type 6 that was in the underground world (Undersphere)? Really? Even so, were these guys fighting each other?

"Oh, you guys!

Type 14, which was freezing behind me, suddenly screamed. To? What's the sudden matter, Mr. Fourteen?

- Two...

"Oh, are you finally awake?

Type 0 smiles at Type 14.

"You guys, you guys, you guys!

Mr. Fourteen is bluffing. It's unusual for him to be fourteen. I mean, isn't this your first time?

"Oh, what's up?

Type 0 laughs and takes something like a sphere out of its nose.

"This is the part of your memory. I can't believe you don't remember."

And the other maids in line also take out various forms of parts.

"This is the part I pulled from you. I thought you'd move for parts, but you never follow the star beasts there, so I'm having a little trouble."

Model 0 puts his hand on his lips and creates a look that feels troubled. I don't know, this guy, he's got a lot of expression, you know.

"I just want to say that with every defeat we take, return your parts, but I don't have time to do such a long thing than I've come this far. I'll give it back, except for this part of my memory that I have."

"Huh? Sister Zero, is that okay?

Sister Zero seems to have an idea.

"Kuk, right"

"Chi, shh, shh."

The maids muttered and threw the parts in their hands to Model 14.

Um, um.

"Are you guys hostile to Type 14?

Type 0, which received my heavenly revelation, shakes its head to the side.

"I'm just playing with my adorable sister, Model 14,"

Type 0 smiles at me, and then quickly turns back to Type 14.

"We now serve the Lord of the Temple of the Moon there, Lord Lunatic"

And then you turn to me again.

"It might be easier for you to say Grandmaster of the Adventurer Alliance"

To?

What did you say?

Is that the Grandmaster who looks great on that throne? Are you the head of the adventurer?