Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

A few days have passed since the search for the ruins of Zeshm.

In one of the rooms of the inn, Meir was sitting in bed, closing her eyes and resting her body. Abel and Meir, who could afford some money, had decided to take the inn in separate rooms.

Meir has her eyes closed, but she wasn't asleep.

Mere, who did not sleep well, only closed her eyes and managed to rest her body.

I didn't even want to leave the neighborhood.

Meir opened her eyes and checked the clock.

Knowing that it is still a deep time of night, he leaks his sighs.

He sat blurry on the bed, rocked his legs, and slapped the blanket with his pompous hands.

It is also the second ranked, cheap lodging in the city of Romane from below.

The feel of the bed is also stiff, which is generally not necessarily a very good quality thing.

But still, it was much better compared to her treatment in her hometown.

No, even comparison is absurd.

In her hometown, she was given a thin blanket in a storeroom and often slept in almost floor-to-floor places.

But I can't sleep well enough.

I could sleep comfortably in a pile of hemp bags on the road being sent to James the pedestrian, but that's not the case now.

When I'm alone in a cancer room, I just think about my hometown.

Abel and I were in the same room when we couldn't afford the money.

I could distract him because he would return some words if I called him in the middle of the night, but I can't do that either if it's a separate room.

Meir gently reached out to her forehead.

It should have been accompanied by green magic crystals, as a sign of the Doom tribe.

That's how Abel explained that he was mocking Abel because he didn't have a magic crystal.

But the facts can be a little more complicated.

There were parts of Meir herself that had not been digested, and I didn't think I could speak well, so I stayed down on Abel as well.

"... besides, Abel won't be interested in Meir's old story, and I don't want her to get spicy and think it's heavy..."

One shrugs and gently opens the window curtain.

The moon (din) is illuminated by the light, and Mere is reflected in the thin lap and window.

Bitter and Mere tremble at the appearance of herself unexpectedly.

Then I realized who I was and immediately relieved myself.

I try to put a smile on my face, staring at the window.

"Bright, we have to. Abel will have more fun with you..."

Mouth the name of the grey-haired boy, who is on the road of the journey, and wonders how long he will be with me, and his head creeps.

Abel and Meir are not separately profound.

It just so happens that the situation is similar and they just happen to be together.

If they hadn't gotten in James' carriage, they wouldn't have met in their entire lives.

With one statement from Abel, it's no surprise that we're breaking up tomorrow.

Meir didn't have the confidence to live alone when that happened.

So when Abel said she wanted to buy the branches of the world tree, Meir thought it was a good opportunity.

Such disgust and sorrow for my ugliness made me nauseous every time I thought back.

Follow the moonlight and raise your face.

On the far side of the sky was a suspiciously glowing moon.

Round That was like a big monster eyeball, overlooking the city of Romane.

In a time of mythology in which powerful gods created the world, the most powerful god ruled the sky and made the moon, he said.

Once upon a time it was written in a picture book that Meir happened to see.

I remember my mother taking it up with her face bright blue, so I could only read it halfway through.

I thought I'd call out loud and curse myself, as usual, but they didn't say anything.

That, in turn, was a clear reminder of the day in Meir's memory.

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Gently close the curtain.

I felt like the moon was looking at me and I was kind of restless.

I know it's my fault, but I was still scared of something that scared me.

When I'm thin, my surroundings all seem malicious.

He deflected his face from the window, hugged the blanket in his arms and meditated his eyes.

(When the moon comes down a little more... let's go wake Abel up...)

Beyond the curtain, from the other side of the sky, Meir felt a gaze as if something was staring.

Meir stood still, meditating her eyes, even though she was threatened by the past and her gaze, just to kill time.

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"Aberu! Are you in the room - Aberu!

To the sound of Don and knocking on the door, sleeping Abel woke up.

Wake your body up and rub your eyelids.

Abel turned to the clock and made sure it was still an early morning when the sun could not rise sufficiently.

"I don't know, you're up early..."

- Is it because Meir used to sneak out in the middle of the night and carve the autoem?

That's how Abel was thinking.

"Quiet down a little bit... because there are other people sleeping"

As soon as Abel spoke, the sound of knocking on the door stopped pitting.

You're holding your breath politely, "Ugh..." a weak voice groaning in bitterness leaks from the other side of the door.

"No, I don't have to go that far!?

Abel got out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran over to the door of the room.

"... Mare is surprisingly strong in the morning."

When Abel opened the door, there was a everyday mair who was packing and wrapping her things.

I embarrass myself in my bedtime clothes and touch my hands on my hair trying to fix just my sleeping habits. I find my hair jumping and hold it in with my hands for a long time, but soon I get back to normal with rebellion.

"Eh heh... my eyes caught on. I don't know, I missed Abel as soon as I could."

"Oh well..."

Separating words, Abel replied slightly pulled.