My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

After a while I thought about it, I decided that the name of the three-headed dog (Cerberus) would be "Jack".

It is the result of associating "Crochant" with "Black" and "Black" with "Blackjack" and thinking that "Jack" would look like a name.

By the way, the "Blackjack" I remember is not an unlicensed famous doctor painted by a famous cartoonist, but a play of cards.

It's a game where two or more cards of cards of cards are pulled and the sum of the numbers depicted is set to 21, or the person closest to it wins, and when you cross 21, you get game over.

It was an interesting game where it was easy as long as you had cards and it was hard to rush, so I've been playing a lot since Grandma taught me.

The only time they played was when they were hippos, because they were friends of the old man or the old man who came to visit the house.

(Oka-san and Heavenly Sound with strong luck prevail when they enter, so they cooked or handed out cards.

Win or lose by betting on the treats that Oka-san served me, the treats that were brought to the souvenir, the key holders and straps.

At the end of the day, I applaud the person who won the most, and we all eat sweets, but that ended up fumbling, and it was a lot of fun.

I was born because of it, and let's have some fun.

Unlock the magic that is changing the color of your hair and eyes first so you don't get in the way of signing a contract.

Remove all sorts of hippos from the subspace where you are throwing in all sorts of objects, tie the hair that is flowing on your back into one, and you are ready.

Ask Cerberus in [Ancient Language], which is easy to use, because contracts can be exchanged in [Ancient Language (Enchanted Rune)] or [Spell (Rune)].

"I hereby request a contract in the name of Sakura Rei.

Do you want to be a part of us and go with us?

Wong! and a sounding voice responded with a trio.

I laugh at Cerberus, who sits tight and waves his tail in an upbeat mood.

"'We'll exchange contracts now. Your name, Jack, will be a part of us.

Grabbing a bunch of hair tied together with a string, he spanned it with a blade of "darkness" and threw it toward his open mouth, where the head in the middle lay still.

A black flame erupts from Cerberus' body shortly after he receives it well and drinks it round.

Without heat it burned up hard enough to heal his whole body, but it took seconds to calm down and gathered in his neck muscles to shape one object.

When its shape becomes clear, black flames scatter and a silver glow emerges from the back.

It's a silver chain collar and a silver nametag inscribed "JACK" (inscribed "RIO" on the back).

A sign that I am a demon. [M]

I nodded that the thickness and design of the chain was relieved to look more like a necklace than a chain, well, okay.

I feel a little sense is being questioned because the mark, the shape, of this covenant is uncertain and it will be the form the wizard imagines.

Yeah.

That's where all I can think of is a collar and a name tag.

That's how Jack's collar appears, and at the same time on my right arm, a sign appears that I have obtained the demon of use.

I felt chilli and hot, so I wrapped it around my clothes, and from shoulder to shoulder, a black pattern came up that reminded me of a flaming Cerberus.

Cool, but it sounds like some kind of ilethmus.

No, you mean a tattoo?

... what's the difference, I don't know.

As I was feeling a little subtle, I was putting my clothes back around my shoulder, and my right and left head were like, "We don't have anything?" I noticed him staring at me.

He has one body, but he has three mouths, so he had to divide them into three equal parts.

I don't know about hair, and I didn't think about it that much.

Right and left are kind of disgruntled faces, only the head in the middle is decent.

You should think of your body as one triplet, not one with three heads?

In the meantime, the contract's done, so I'm not going to cut your hair anymore.

I'm also a little reluctant to take out my dagger and make a painful donation of blood.

I'm sorry, and I laughed and deceived, and when I went by and stroked my crochet and my neck fur, Jack lowered his throat.

The lacquered black fur that can be put in the dark is not crunchy but is as rusty as silk thread and very comfortable to touch.

Ooh.

Long time no see. Much too.

In the mood of the right and left child, enjoying the blocked hairy handcuffs, came Eyre, who apparently completed [Dragon Blood Bead (Dragon Orb)].

I look at me and Cerberus, and you seem to have worked, and I nod satisfied.

"What did you name it? He asked," I made it Jack. "

Eyre put up the hands of those who did not have [dragon blood beads] and spoke to Cerberus.

"I hope your pledge will be a good bond.

Jack. My name is Eervareed.

Of the power of your fire, it was the source. Remember that?

Jack was not angry when Eyre came nearby, but on the contrary was glad to shake his tail lightly.

The child in the middle cums at the smell of the hand served.

And I don't know if I understood Eyre's words, but I snorted like I was convinced of something.

"Right. Remember?

Um, and Eyre nodded happily, saying, "Call on the Spirit inside" and give me the [Dragon Blood Pearl], and I went to tease Jack.

When I saw how the two of them were doing, I thought it wouldn't be particularly dangerous, so I shifted my gaze toward the [Dragon Blood Pearl] I was given.

About the size of a handball, the color is very clean deep red translucent.

Eyre had it with one hand lightly, but it's a lot heavier than it looks, so I have it with both hands.

In the meantime, I tried to instill magic from where I was touching it in order to call on the Spirit inside.

Then it's like a kid who was in [Spirit Stone] is half asleep, "Yeah...? It was a reaction," whereas the child in [Dragon Blood Pearl] gave me a healthy "I hear ya" reaction.

I say hello without saying hello to my voice as I pour in my magic.

The Spirit responded pleasantly with a "ok -" feeling, and there was a pout of light behind [Dragon Blood Pearl], followed by an eel that was stroking Jack's neck.

"Now I hear your voice. Sounds like a good match for that spirit.

"Really? Good, then.

He was lucky.

The person you can talk to is Eyre exclusive, but now you get a cell phone with security and a transmitter.

After I was relieved, I asked him to "talk to me about something too".

Then, even though Eyre wasn't moving his mouth, he said in his head, "Rio. Can you hear me?" He sounded surprised.

Ooh. Telepathy.

Interesting, make sure you can laugh and talk, and return the [Dragon Blood Pearl] to Eyre.

Eyre asked him to "Jack, lay low" to make it easier, as he said he would bury it in one of Cerberus's middle children.

How far does Jack know that he is in a position to lay low right from your seat?

The middle child closes his eyelids and the left and right child waits quietly as he follows Eyre's movements with his sides.

He's a good kid, he doesn't hurt, so he's a jerk. Okay, while I spoke in my heart, I stuck him perfectly to the neck of the middle kid and watched Eyre put the [Dragon Blood Pearl] on his hips.

Eyre sings low, burying [dragon blood beads] in the hips of Cerberus as he fills the stones in the soft sand.

There really didn't seem to be any pain, and my Jack only got a third head without a thing.

Oh, uh...

The intensity has been leveled to the feeling you don't want to come across on the night lane.

The fact that the [Dragon Blood Pearl] is slightly glowing is like a good scare again.

... where is your restful place, eh?

Jack, buried with [Dragon Blood Pearl], did not move as he lay down, and closed his eyelids so that the left and right child also slept.

When I saw how it was going, Eyre told Jack to go back to “Darkness” and sleep because he said, "You should let him rest for a while until [Dragon Blood Pearl] gets acquainted with his body".

With his eyelids open and his head swept up, the three-necked Warcraft walked in his sleeping footsteps and went from the shadow beneath my feet to the “darkness”.

I wonder why you bothered to move out of my shadow when you could go from your own shadow? And I wondered, but I was glad to feel connected.

Gently stroke the sweet body as it passes in front of you, and say "good night" and turn your sight to “darkness”.

As Jack settled into the “darkness," he laid down to sleep and closed his eyelids.

As I watched how things were going, I touched something on my hair.

When I put my consciousness back on the ground, I tease my long fingers at my hair when Eyre is shorter.

I was about to be looked for by the 'Mercenary Guild', so I used to think I had to change my appearance, and my hair was spat off around my shoulder.

"Something wrong?" She asked, "No, I shook my neck to the side and smiled softly.

"You look more adorable with your short hair free.

Is that all, Arigatou?

Such a line, I never thought I'd be told, so it solidified for a moment.

It takes a few seconds to return to me, and I can often say it with a flat face to flatter, but I rather admire it.

Eyre smiled bitterly and lowered his hand, changing the story.

"By the way, Rio. I'm not sure where Jack is right now.

"Jack would be sleeping in the dark.

"Hmm... The Dragon Man (Dragoon) will not lose sight of his [Dragon Blood Pearl]. Jack now, from me, is everywhere and nowhere.

"Everywhere, nowhere?

"I know I'm in this world, but I can't hold onto it. I could still feel it in your shadow.

... can't we just let him stay in the shadows, not the "darkness”?

Speaking of which, is Shadow Hound a shadow?

But now, it's Cerberus hatched from the “dark” cocoon.

"In the shadows? Um... Jack, as a matter of course, I slept through“ darkness ”. Probably not.

I don't know, shadows are like doors that lead to "darkness," which is a very thin space. I wonder if my body will stick out somewhere even if I try to get into a toco like that.

I don't know exactly what Jack is, but I can't even go in without sticking out in the shadows, instead of staying in the shadows.

It's probably not the size of the body, but the attributes each was born with, or a matter of nature, so it's going to be hard to do this with a posterior.

Looks like I can get in touch with you even if you're in the “dark," and if you want to know where you are, you just have to come out to the ground, so Eyre nodded and pulled.

We're done with what we need, and it's time to go back to Bardeaux's house.

Eyre says he'll be back in the country as soon as he greets the two of them, so do yourself the magic of changing the color of his hair and eyes, and hold hands again.

That's how I built magic in my head, and I cast a spell that I've been used to a lot.

"Spatial Transfer (Teleport)"