After many gobbles on a hard bed, the Takels came.

"Good day. Something warm?"

I stopped gobbling and spoke while I fell asleep in bed.

"No, I never said this"

"Right. That's more than anything."

Restart gobbling on the bed again.

"... bed, do you feel so good?

Takel has a nice look at this gobble.

"Try."

Takel-kun removes his gear and dives into bed. What do you say?

"... it's hard..."

I've turned my eyes to blame.

"Oh, you're stiff"

Satisfied and gobbled with the answer I was looking for. Oh, my God!

"... what the hell does that mean?

"I'm used to this bed. I can eat pretty much anything, and I've never been dissatisfied with it, but I'm dissatisfied with the bed for some reason, and this is how I get used to my body. After all, the journey is tight..."

When I was a little girl, I could sleep on a hard floor, but my body got poorer after I started sleeping in a fuzzy bed. You need to work out some more.

Well, come on. Do you want to clean up what needs to be done now, as you go?

"Come on, come on."

Get out of bed and look at the three of you.

"Ferrier. Did you say room splitting?

"Yeah. I explained. And the Takels said," That's good. "

When I asked Takel and the others for confirmation with my eyes, I nodded with a little redness in my face.

Well, if you two are convinced, that's fine.

"Well, it's free time until dinner. Like it...... yes. Hey, Takel. Do you have a pistol bullet? I totally forgot about the bullet change."

"Is it Moselle's? Uh, I'm sure there is. Wait a minute, please."

I unloaded the storage bag I gave to Takel. And I took out a few small boxes.

"Moselle, lend it to me"

So I gave him a bowl.

Remove the magazine from the magazine and put the magazine in like you're used to - as? I got a face. Where'd you go?

"Why isn't it the right size?

"What's wrong with you?

"Yeah, yeah. I'm supposed to be fine with this bullet, but I'm not going into the magazine. Hmm? With that said, isn't this Moselle small?

He stuck his hand in the storage bag again, and took out the same pistol as the

"... I knew it was getting smaller..."

"Oh, I kept it down because it didn't fit my hand."

I totally forgot. Wally, Wally.

"... how many gays is this?

I'm not sure what it is. Takel making a penetration. Is this a generation gap, too?

He taught me how to put it in, reduced the rest of the ammo to a size of six, and ended up in a storage bag.

It is also easy to create with dirt magic if you want to. No, do you want me to make another clove like when the cloak breaks?

and a loud bug sounded from Takel's belly.

"Your belly is strangely accurate."

I don't know why, but Takel's belly rings at a certain time.

"I don't know, why are you hungry? Submarine, isn't it broken?

Didn't I tell you that self-repair comes from Takel's energy, or something?

"Uh, well, what shall I say, my third wish had something to do with it..."

"Wally. None now. Forget it."

It was me who told you to hide your abilities. Don't ask me stupid things.

"Okay. Let's make it dinner. Ferrier, did you order dinner?

"No, I said no. Here, it doesn't taste that bad, but it tastes a little thin."

Well, Ferrier also has the condiments I collected and the condiments I devised for Saple. Every other dish will taste thin when you learn its flavour.

"Then do you want to go out and eat? They say there's a stall square in Barrier City."

I've never been there, but I only hear there is. You think it tastes pretty good from what I've heard? It might be worth a look if you think about Wang Du's square.

"The stall, is it? Is it delicious?

"I don't know, try things. It would be nice if you bought a lot to eat. If you can't eat it, just put it in my bag."

Even if it doesn't fit Takel's tongue, it fits someone else's. It won't be a waste.

"Wow, I get it"

Desperate for this era of cooking, Takel doesn't seem to be much of a rider, but buying and eating in me feels a little festive. You like street tours a lot.

"Then get your gear for the city. And don't shoot without darkness. I defend you with my power."

I just want to say that I can go without wrapping the line that this is also a training, but I want to have fun for dinner. It is a mess that eats in a slaughtered situation.

"Ferrier, tell him I'm going out to the inn. I'll change into my usual clothes, too."

Again, the clothes I always wear are the easiest. I got to my destination, and you can get dressed, right?

"Copy that. I'll tell him so."

I left it to him and changed to his usual villager style.

Back in our own room, we've been dressed, watching Takel and Cat Ear Neh, over my head? bloomed.

"What's going on?

"No, I think I forgot something. What was that?

Though I'll think about it, I can't remember what it is.

"Ma'am, okay? One of these days you'll remember."

I don't care what you can't remember, old people say (hi, it's my own delusion). You'll remember when you need it.

"Really, let's go to dinner!