Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

Bad luck. Very good here.

The possibility of me and someone other than Hannu being on this island was well thought out, and the person who didn't get the distress signal earlier - that is, if you become a person who doesn't share the same router, then of course it's up to you to be classified as an enemy or an ally.

It would have been best if there had been members of Mr. Rose, Mr. Flim, and Mr. Villey's "Knights of Pale Red Flames" at Second Kindness - though I would have hoped.

Instead of being so sweet in the world, the worst person that could be assumed in the present situation appeared.

Howell Roberts.

He suddenly appeared before us and tried to scratch the best part of the first layer from the side - the head of "Explorer Hunt (Red Lamb)".

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I don't have much to say. I hold the Black Xuan and the White Tiger with the light blade (Photon Blade).

"Whoa, you're going to create a lot of noise," Brave Man. I got up without saying hello. Oh, that's a story. Well, if my usual behavior is evil, we can't help it, can we? Ha ha! "

True to the opposite of me being vigilant, Howell doesn't even try to hold a weapon in his hand, tapping lightly and laughing out loud.

- Big. I'm just standing there, what is this sense of pressure...?

Howell, who appeared from the inside, was wielding an intense presence, as if the blurring of the signs earlier were lies.

Is it because of the muscular body? If you do it, you look like a giant.

But just the upper back (wow) shouldn't extend to the long Mr. Karel. Does it still make me feel more pressured because I wear clothes that are wider than Mr. Karel's and more expansive?

Yes, by analogy, if you use Mr. Villey or Mr. Karel as the 'sword', Howell is the 'hammer'.

Not as smart, not as sharp as a sword.

But - [heavy].

Even if it is just relative in this way, it conveys to the skin that it is an unusual powerful person.

I swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in my mouth at some point,

"... why are you here"

I mouthed a short question.

"Ah?"

Howell, who was laughing with pleasure, smiles at him as soon as possible and makes a grumpy voice.

He scratched through his left ear hole with his thick index finger,

"Oh, come on, brave man." I mean, hey, what if I'm joking? That's what I want to know most. What the hell is wrong with me? Yeah? "

Bring the fingertips that were clutching the ear holes to the front of your lips and breathe.

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In front of me, armed and dressed, this attitude. Are you just licking me? [M] Or are you confident that no matter how I move, I will cut it off appropriately? Or both.

"I want to hear the other way around," brave man. You're the one. Why are you here? I mean, where am I? Tell me what you know. What, are we in trouble with each other? Why don't we just get along now? See? "

Ni, and I judged the suggestion with a bad grin almost by my instincts alone.

"Say no."

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To my immediate answer, Howell drew a grin. I glance at the root of my eyebrows and stare lightly at them.

There are no particular reasons such as this for refusing to do so at short notice. Maybe his saggy voice stroked his nerves, or maybe the grin he floated was too bad for the villain's physiological acceptance. It's just...

"- Nowhere is there any reason to get along with someone who suddenly comes out and tries to take someone else's"

Slightly late, reason caught up with that decision.

Yes. No matter how unusual it is, the target is that 'explorer hunt'. Not to mention the person they call "chasing and stripping." There's no way I'm going to get my hands on a guy like that.

"... heh, I see. Kids aren't called" brave men "by Dada, are they? Oh boy, you and" sword lady's, the young Jemon of the moment... "

Totally, blurry, howell flaunts his shoulder in a daunting motion. For the sake of my good health, I find the pattern somewhere plain, momentary but friendly.

- What are you thinking? The opponent is the famous Explorer Hunt. I don't care about friendliness......!

I shake my head and pay for the weak thoughts that have passed behind my brain. And as he glanced at Howell with force between his eyebrows, he noticed his gaze and raised his hands gently.

"Yes, yes, all right, all right, surrender, surrender"

I wave my hand praprapra in a throwing way, and Howell raises the white flag. Of course, my vigilance is not as brittle as being relieved in such an appropriate manner.

Howell exhaled, -, tired,

"Hey, listen to me, brave man. I didn't come out here to attack you, did I? Look, as you can see, you're bare, right? Whatever it is, you can throw the weapon down your hips over there. What do you say? If you do, you're gonna be willing to talk to me decently, right?

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Now he's trying to convince me by softening his voice, though slightly.

I know my soul and gall. I'm trying to be flexible and get some useful information, something more than that.

Howell scratches his big right hand on the back of his head, bollocks, and gives me a silent gaze of rejection.

"... ok, so how about this? Why don't we start with me? Even so, I don't have any useful information. It would still make sense to brainstorm. So, if you think it's worth the consideration to hear it, you can share the information you have. If you don't think so, you don't have to tell me anything. What do you say we talk about nothing to you?

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"I don't even snort, do I? Oh, man, I looked odd when I saw you earlier. Are you kidding me? As soon as he's gone, is he the kind of guy who gets in the mood and gets solid? I'm here, that kind of person. I don't know if you're conscious, but there's a cat bastard."

Gusari, and Howell's words pierce his chest.

It was a picture star.

Sure, when Hanu and Rosé aren't around, I think 'I need to hold on to myself properly' and I feel my spine stretching. Conversely, it also means that when everyone is there, they rely on it to be sweet.

- I'm glad Hanu isn't here in so many ways... or I need to do something about this situation before that kid gets back...!

"Well, fine. If you didn't set me up, we'd just talk on our own."

Heh, and smiling cynically, Howell put his left hand on his waist and began to speak in a spare manner despite the fact that I was pointing the cutting edge of the sword at him.

"Then listen to me. Me, I took my men into the security room before you guys. You know that guy because you were watching him, right? So. I don't mind going in there, but I'm kidding. If it weren't for the gatekeepers, there'd be treasures. Even so, the entrance and exit are completely sealed off, and we don't even have to leave. In conclusion, it was a trap."

Ha, and a self-derisive grin on Howell. We broke into the security room like we were chasing Howell and the others, so we can easily imagine the sight. Everyone must have wolfed. In that nothing, sparkling pearl-white space.

"Of course, there's nothing you can do in a situation like that. All my men are making a fuss. So, I thought I'd shut him up because he was loud and I couldn't help it. I heard a strange [voice] in my head."

Beat your temples with your right index finger, tonnes, and.

"I don't know if it's a man or a woman. With your voice. And all of a sudden, yes, definitely - 'Suddenly, but the game starts. You should survive and go for clearance." - I said. Oh, yeah. Definitely. I remember every word of it. So, when I found out, I was here. "

I don't know if it's a man or a woman - with that information alone, there's no question that the Lord of Voices was the voice of Ayja.

"Deep in the woods, for some reason, I'm the only one. Ujauja, my men who were supposed to be there are no shadows or shapes. Wow, I thought it was hidden, but for that reason, neither Tengu nor the slave trader showed up. So, I just started walking in the woods for now because I couldn't even stand there. Then, along the way, some big beasts came out. You smell water coming from over there as you go ahead and kill them. Shit, I thought I'd come by, and there was this guy here getting ready for camp. See?"

Now point your index finger at me and laugh.

"But I don't know if it's a game, but I don't know how it works, right? Don't you think it's a stone to look at things rather than come into contact with a detour and then think... Hmm?"

Showing his jaw the jaw he came out, Howell asks for his consent. But I don't even snort.

"Well, I think it was bad you were hiding and peeking, huh? But you're right. I apologize for that, but can you forgive me? See?"

Howell sets up his right hand knife with something like a loving laugh on his beard, as if it were some other HR. Naturally, I could not feel anything as an apology for that attitude, and it was clear that it was only an apology in form.

This frigidity - if you're not doing it deliberately, it's considerable.

Rather than, this man is fundamentally mistaken. Of course, hiding in the shadows and erasing the signs, but it is in the first place that I am curing my attitude.

"- There is neither forgiveness nor forgiveness. I told you earlier."

I try to keep my voice down, I tell you.

"You did a cowardly imitation of taking hostages in front of me in The Explorer's Hunt. That's too good a reason not to trust you."

Is it forgettable? The frightened faces of the "broadcaster" people bladed by Howell and the others. There's no way I'm allowed to leave someone else with that look on their face and decide they didn't.

Howell, who received my strong words, was often silent, and eventually, whoops, he sighed heavily.

"Oh, I know," brave man. What are you trying to say? That makes sense. I don't think I have a choice. "

Yeah, yeah, and nodding his arms together, he shows me the bare gesture of welcoming him. However, it was easy to speculate that the reverse conjunct would appear after this.

"- But think about it. Don't you think it's too inefficient for boulders to be alone with each other in a place like this? This is it, isn't the past a situation where we should put our hands together and work together? Didn't you say," brave man "? Are you kidding me? Yeah?"

Again, I'm sure.

It was truly a shame that Hanu was not here. Unexpected, it was the best time for her to go to the water bath.

Howell doesn't know about Hanu. I'm assuming I'm the only one here.

This is convenient. Hannu and I are comfortable together, but at the same time, we are in danger that each other can be [weaknesses].

If Howell is unaware of Hannu's existence, there is no hand in not taking advantage of this. Anyway, before Hannu gets back, we're gonna cut the story up and get rid of him with the recognition that 'I'm the only one here'.

I shake my neck sideways with my gaze fixed on Howell's lead eyes.

"- I can't cooperate. No fool ties hands with someone he doesn't know when to betray. Get out of here now. Otherwise...!

I simultaneously inspired "SEAL" throughout my body. Exposed skin - Deep purple rays run on the face, the arms that are out of the shirt rolled up the sleeves, etc., drawing a geometric pattern.

Bachi Bachi, and Photon Blood's brilliance to make a sound and explode. Black Xuan and White Tiger's light blade also pointed its shape like a scarecrow in response to my will.

Howell, who sees how it goes, quickly raises his hands and takes only one step back.

"Whoa, this guy doesn't look good. It doesn't depend on your appearance, it's surprisingly belligerent, isn't it," brave man "? You look just like Lady Sword. This is why I'm scared of young people these days."

There is no finer dust in how you are as scared as words are.

"I don't have a choice. So, how about this?

Pattin, and chubby fingers, and still Howell eats down.

"A truce. Either way, I'm with you on such a dicky island. That doesn't make a difference. If you want to be on my guard, I should be on your guard, too, right? Whatever - it means to be [enemy to enemy]."

"-!?

No, and Howell's presence swelled out, and I couldn't forbid war.

- Murder......!? No, no, this is...!?

Even though I'm not pointing a kill at this one, this feeling that paralyzes my whole body is similar to Mr. Villey's exasperated swordsmanship somewhere. But Mr. Villey's swordsmanship is exactly what conceived his bodily cold, and Howell's releasing temper is - twitchy and hot.

"The enemy kills. That's nature's stewardship. Hey," brave man "?

Soon a grin disappeared from Howell's mouth and his sharp, pointed eyes looked at me.

"Surely you're right, what if it's also B who kills each other here and now? But even if I look like this, I'm a prude. I don't know why. In a situation like this, it's not good to take risks for nothing. Well, even if I look like this, I'm confident I'll beat you right now."

Looking straight into my eyes, the leader of the unreliable twitches so.

"So let's say [truce]," of the brave. There's no gain where we fought here. But as long as you refuse, we can't even put our hands together. Then I think it's a compromise that we're not interfering with each other. "

That wasn't an inquiry, it was just a confirmation.

If you refuse, I'll boob you right now - that's what he said out of the blue. The air that covers Howell's entire body claims so loudly.

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He said he hadn't even pulled out his sword yet, but it was a tremendous pressure.

You say it's 'truce' or 'compromise' in your mouth, and the aura flashing from your big body is rather the exact opposite.

Fight now, and if you say no, we'll have a reason to kill each other - as if that's what you were calling it.

When I stay stiff, Ha, Howell says. [M]

"Just look at the south side of the island. You're on this side. Me, over there. - What do you say we act north as a territory? So, we don't rough each other up. You'll survive in the south half, and you'll have to find a way out. If you feel comfortable, contact me and exchange information. You can call me if you want. I was just thinking about building an escape raft over there. What are you gonna do?

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- How about that? How do you make a raft? He said he made something like that...

And I realize that's all I've thought about.

Well, Howell doesn't know. That this is a small island floating in the great sky and beyond the sea it is also a waterfall equal to a cliff.

"- Whoa, you've changed your complexion, brave man. Did I say something strange? Hmm?"

Howell, who noticed a dramatic change in my expression, asked sharply.

- What are we gonna do? The information on this floating island was obtained because I was able to use the support technique. Wouldn't it be a little wasteful to throw away the advantage because of it?

"For a moment, but you looked strange, you? What's this all about? Is there another way to escape this small island than to build a raft?

Howell is getting steady information from my attitude. What you can read from the slightest change is that Boulder just said a former Explorer skilled person (veteran).

If he keeps building rafts and goes out to sea, he'll be scattered into the sky with water, not far away. I know the terrain, but I know it because of it, too natural a consequence.

The opponent is the leader of the 'Explorer Hunt'. There's no need to be merciful - although I know that by reason...

"... this island is floating in the sky. Even if you go out to sea, you just fall straight down. At least there's no exit [outside the island]."

I would have said the information if I had noticed. [M] lest Howell die unharmed.

Howell jumps up one of his thick brows and gives him a half-laughter look.

"Heh? Seriously. Wouldn't that surprise you," brave man "? I didn't know you had the humor to fly a joke in this situation. Yeah, dude."

Ha ha, and Howell, rocking his dreadhair and laughing away, apparently didn't believe my words.

Indeed, it is too strange a story to say that he was in an orbital elevator and was suddenly brought to an unmanned floating island.

Even though it's hard to believe they just let you transfer like this, and there, I can't believe it's a floating island outside of Float Rise.

I wouldn't believe it if I could. [M]

"... if you don't believe me, you don't have to. I just gave him the information. You can do whatever you want later."

I said, as I dare to thrust cold.

That's right. I released the information I needed to make sure Howell didn't die in vain. It's against my creed to miss out on the lives lost in front of me. But there's nothing more they can do if they don't listen to it.

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My lead eyes are staring at me seriously. It's as if I'm inquisiting the meaning of the words I said again.

Eventually,

"... you can't see the eyes missing lies, can you? What the... are you serious? Is this the floating island... hey, I see..."

Looking around the surrounding landscape, Howell sighs. It's information that he doesn't want to check. I guess it's still hard for Russia to believe.

"... well fine. It's information, let me believe it," brave man. "By the way, I just wanted to ask you... did you just say" exit door "or something?

Suddenly he spoke quickly, and Howell cut in. In a tone that doesn't make me say yes or no.

"I see, this is how you get used to getting ready for camp. So, you're the brave one, aren't you? Have you been through something similar before... or do you really know where this place is? Yeah. Hey?"

I feel like I'm blaming you.

Howell was the man who didn't depend on appearance and had a sharp eye for a long time.

Can you make a living as an 'explorer hunt' because you have these observational eyes?

But.

"- Even if I know, I don't think I have an in-laws to teach that"

Clearly.

Howell's right, that this would be the virtual space Ayja's prepared, or that he's had a similar experience in the previously lost "Midgard". And that we could presume that would be possible on this floating island under similar conditions because we were able to escape there by deactivating MidgalsOlm, the floormaster. I can give them as much information as I want, but my relationship with Howell is almost [between enemies].

I taught that this was a floating island because it could have been life-threatening. But more than that, the boulders are overcooked.

"I don't think I have an in-laws [I think], hey... Ha, that's right. I don't know what else to do. Give me a break to twitch it back."

I guess you were halfway expecting me to decline to respond. [M] Howell pulls back slightly,

"So you don't mind a truce, do you, Brave Man? Well, if, in case you want to get in touch with me or join forces, raise one wolf smoke. There's only two of us in a place like this, don't hesitate. You don't have to. Let's help each other if we have to. What?"

To, and the big man laughs, some plain air drifts. When you put a nostalgic smile on the out-of-phase alone, you're going to be surprised by that surprising gap and inadvertently lowering the guard of your mind.

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No, don't be alarmed - I'll tell myself.

Because from Howell's words and deeds, I smell some kind of "smell" somewhere someday.

It's - the smell of deception.

The smell of the late Dyne Samsolo, or as Romnick Bagley once drifted.

That one from Howell is a pose. It's a bright red lie. I'm not really thinking about helping each other or anything at all, and if I have to, I must be going to use this one as a stepping stone. I can assure you so.

This guy says he's definitely that type of person.

"... Damn, you're tough, you are. I guess you've been struggling with people like me the rest of the time. Oh, boy."

As I stared silently, Howell stepped back to show his intention to surrender.

"Then I'll let you disperse. Yeah, if you find a way out, be sure to let me know then. I'll give up the end of the treasure pile."

Flip a worn battle coat hem and return your heels. As it were, I thought I'd turn my back and walk away.

I suddenly looked back a few steps,

"- Whoa, I forgot. No, I've been asking you one thing."

He remembered something he forgot, and said this in a casual tone.

"You, could you possibly? Isn't that what you're saying?

――

I didn't know what that meant. All of Howell's words changed like noise and I had no idea what they said.

"Whoa, what did I look like? I have cancer. You're asking me if you're a detective."

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Again. Also, the murmur sounded at the heart of it and I couldn't hear it well. You seem to be asking me some questions, but I have no idea what the hell they asked me.

"... chip, ok, ok, I don't want to answer that. Tsk. You're such a jerk."

- Oh, boy, when he clapped his shoulder, Howell turned his back this time and left.

Leave only a little anxiety in my chest.

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Leaving about thirty minutes after Howell left, Hannu returned from the water bath.

Surprisingly, he came back naked just wrapped around the bath towel I gave him, so it made a little noise.

"- Hey!? Hannuh!? hey, why are you so good...!?

"Let's have no choice. I didn't want to wear sweaty clothes again after the bath."

In Hannu's hands, which flattens out my amazement, are sleeveless pieces and classic pants wet in water. When I heard the story, they've been washing lightly after the water bath. Because I sucked the sweat and it made me sick.

"And who else are you looking at? You don't have to be shy."

"Oh, that's so absurd...... oh, wait, I'll rope it up right now, the one that hangs my clothes! Oh, and get dressed for this right away!

I took one of my T-shirts out of storage and handed it to Hannu. My size would make Hannu shudder, but for one thing, this would be more than our seat.

"Um, I'll borrow it, Lato."

For some reason he laughed happily, kufu, and Hannu went to the shade to change his clothes.

- And well, that happened, so it wasn't until about five minutes later that I told him that Howell showed up while Hanu was away.

"- Hmm? That fool's head is here..."

Hanu, wearing an oversized black t-shirt, looks difficult as soon as he gives Howell's name.

"Yeah. For once, I'm the only one here who misled you into the wind... but you shouldn't be alarmed, should you? Because I don't know what kind of cowardly hands you're going to use..."

"Hmmm... but did he bring the truce out of him?

"That's right... but I don't think I should trust you. In my case, I often fail to believe that..."

When I said that as I remembered the past, Hannu laughed.

"Ha, ha, ha! I see. Does that mean that Lato is also growing? Well, that's what we're fighting so hard for. It's kind of weird if you're not in mental training."

"... or maybe I've touched too much people's malice to be sensitive to that..."

The faces of men like Siglos, Niebes and Romnick disappear, one after the other floating in the back of the brain. The malice they hit me with was really ugly and nauseating enough.

It was too shocking, initially something that made my legs tremble or I was about to lose my hips - but now it's me who didn't pull a step back on my earlier Howell opponent, and oh I can do it and say it back and push it back.

Whether this is called growth or "accustomed to it" again, it is difficult to judge.

"But it's a brilliant decision not to fight on the spot. In the light of previous cases, there may be situations where head count is required. Let's just say it's stupid. It's a good idea to keep him swimming."

Hannu's thoughts praising me are so cold that I don't think she is a young girl. As always, Hannu's thoughts, or the beauty of his head, are an adult-faced loser. I know it's a good terrain, but I think it also affects the special environment in which I grew up as a god of the present.

- Speaking of which, does the weird thing just now have anything to do with when I was a god of the present or when I came to Float Rise to escape from it...?

Huh, such suspicion passes the back of my brain. I was just about to 'discuss it properly with Hannu' until Howell showed up, but now is not the time to cut it out on the boulder.

"Nevertheless. If there are only concubines, rats, and three more men on this island, there may not be a big difference."

Put your arms together, Huh, and sigh Hanu. Although the product itself is grown up somewhere, it was not a piercing or anything because what it was wearing was a rash t-shirt.

I just had to agree with her, so I nodded back,

"Yeah. So let's just focus on the south side of the island, shall we? If it's the same as before, there must be an easy landmark somewhere. Stone statues, buildings."

"Uhm, that's fine"

Hannu laughs at my suggestion. But pull it right in,

"... Lato, by the way, if you have a chair, why don't you just sit down? Here."

And, for some reason, suddenly, I pointed to a nearby outdoor chair.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, right...?

Speaking of which, I have a chair and you didn't use it at all, I realize. I still have the task of installing simple mines and alarm sensors in the vicinity, but I've pretty much cleaned up everything else, and it wouldn't be a bad idea to take a break.

"Good," he said.

Keep your hips down carefully so your aim doesn't slip away. As soon as Giri, and the outdoor chair frame deposited so much weight that it clamped, the limbs began to complain of fatigue, as they do now.

Speaking of which, since I came to this space - except for the break before the earthquake earlier - I feel like I've been motionless for a long time. It is difficult to say that the influence of "Absolute Square" when helping Hannu was completely lost. You can rest for a little while.

"- What, Hannu? What are you trying to do?

"Um. Well, look at that."

I thought I'd take a breather, and for some reason Hanu approached me, turning his back around and putting his hand on my knee with me facing back. I wonder what it is.

"Oh, yeah."

"Wow."

A little body of Hannu jumped on me when I jumped lightly like a raven. He was going to get a hard blow to his stomach when he was defenseless, so he hurriedly grabbed his thin hips with both hands to weaken his power. Pough, and Hanu's ass landing on my hips.

"Ha, Hanu?

"Mm-hmm. Not exactly what I thought. This isn't a very comfortable seat."

Hannu, who softly fits into her nostrils, deposits her back of her head in my chest and laughs contentedly.

This time, the outdoor chair I took out was a so-called "hammock chair" that could be folded. A chair with a cloth like a hammock, as its name suggests, with a deep back and a body pointing up quite a bit when you sit back. Keep looking up at the sky, up to such an angle that you might even be able to do it with a nap.

Hannu came on board there, so we were like Lacco's parents and children.

Leaving himself in a bed called mine, Hannu leaks a pleasant grin.

"I've been thinking about this chair since I saw it. Let's make it comfortable this way. Not exactly what I thought. It's a little hot and bitter, but there's also a river breeze. It's not that bad."

"Hmmm...... I thought it was weird because I suddenly told you to sit down...... WHAT!? Um, hang on, Hanu!? Surely you weren't naked wearing underwear or anything under your shirt!?

"Bye, silly! The key is to keep your clothes out of the way! Don't yell at me for embarrassment. No!

"Oh, sorry!?

Although I accidentally apologized reflexively, it is an unreasonable story to have to think about. I was fine and half-naked earlier saying, 'I don't know who you're looking at,' but now I can't believe I'm shy even though no one's listening. The female heart and the autumn sky, is what we used to say.

"... uh, but sure, the wind's cooling down..."

When I settle down and give myself up to the status quo, I get neat as soon as possible. The sun is still strong, the humidity is pretty good, but we're in the shade of a tree right now, and as Hannu said, the wind blowing from the river feels pretty good. Hannu is a little warm, so it stings and sweats from chest to stomach, but it's a river-style coolness that makes up for it.

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When I closed my eyelids to try it out, I felt like the fatigue with the weight had come down from the back of my forehead to the core of my head.

- Oh, no. This. The one who falls asleep...

I think so, but I can't resist it, and cheats and consciousness drag me down to the depths of my body.

"... Oh, no, Hannu... Sensors, we have to install..."

Thinking it's really dangerous, I somehow half-open my eyelid and call Hannu. I don't know when the beast that lives in the woods will come like a tiger just now, and even Howell's guy doesn't know when he'll come back. If you take a defenseless nap like this, you are just an Explorer disqualified.

"Ho? You still got something to do, Lat?

"Yeah... put an alarm sensor or some weak mine... even if something comes close, like it's okay, we have to..."

Explain somehow, with considerable drowsiness. But it was already a hundred million robberies to move my tongue this way, and I had a hard time spinning decent words. So much so that if I let myself loose at all, I'm likely to drool my raw thoughts as they are.

What do you mean, "?"

"... is that...? Me, creep me out...?

Shit, he had his hoop (but) off before he knew it. Looks like he was unconsciously moving his tongue.

When I'm surprised by myself, Hannu laughs, duh.

"What, are you sleepy, Lato?

"... yeah... but... sensa, hesita..."

"I know. But wait a minute. How about after the concubine's clothes dry anyway? In this weather, it dries right up. You just need to rest until then."

The piece Hannu has been washing water in the river is dried just where the sun hits. With the heat of the sun and the momentum of the river wind now, it should dry in less than an hour.

Hannu's suggestion was too sweet for me to be drowsy and confused.

"... well... just a little..."

"Uhm. What, if someone shows up, my concubine will take care of it. What 'd I tell you? The concubine protects the rat. This is the way to go."

Kufufufu, and Hannu laughed, grabbing my hands on her shoulders, pulled and crossed them in front of her chest. It just takes the form of me hugging Hanu.

"Besides, you're right, we've also activated the automatic defense of the Zhengtian spirit symbol. And if a concubine falls asleep upon a rat, he will protect him. Sleep safe."

Even though I am told this is true, my eyelids have fallen like shutters and I have lost even the energy to open them again.

- Damn, if the auto defense mode for the Zhengtian spirit symbol is activated, I wonder if there's anything wrong with it...

When I thought about it later, I had a whole lot of problems, but at this time, I was drawn to drowsiness and couldn't make the right and wrong decisions.

Maybe I was tired of everything. I don't know why. It kept happening, and I think he was nervous.

"... well... well... well..."

Leaving me with a fine voice, I let go of my consciousness.

I fall asleep to be sucked in.

However, you should have set up a "SEAL" wake-up app before you went to sleep, even though you said you didn't regret it.

Overslept as a matter of course.