Sevens

"Uh-huh, is this what it looks like after all?

Me and Poyo Poyo, who improved the porter, were worried as we watched the porter we had fully assembled in the warehouse.

I really can't decide on the last important part.

"That's a little... how about this?

Poyo Poyo is also troubled. The completion of the porter, who said crystals of love with me and so on, was difficult to navigate, and they were giving each other their opinions.

And the ancestors in the treasure balls come out of their mouths, too.

The second generation...

'Oh, come on, is that a good position? You're absolutely unbalanced.'

The third generation is serious all the time.

'No, dare you, what about the other side? Even if it's uncomfortable to just look at it there, if you consider the overall balance -'

Fourth generation says.

'... no, we're usually in the middle, right? I can't think of anything else.'

The fifth generation, which usually seemed less interested, was also serious.

'Hey, Lyell... let's get some cat ears on.' Cause it's definitely cuter. '

The sixth generation rebels against the fifth.

'What are you talking about! It's a corner, a corner! Lyell, men are still horns!

Take the middle of the seventh generation.

'You just have to attach something that's appropriately visible on the corner or in your ear. Though it would be these crisp eyes that matter!

The round cylinder in my hand has two crisp, cute eyes. Poyopoyo embedded the glass balls.

That's right.

I can't locate the head.

In the warehouse, Aria, who recently became particularly masculine, looked at us like that in a sigh.

I know it's frightening. But you can't come all this way and get the last stuffing wrong.

Aria opened her mouth in dismay.

"You got a head or something? It's a decoration, isn't it? Then put it in the right position, right? Or don't you want it?

It's true.

Not wrong.

That's why you're wrong.

Poyo Poyo laughs with his nose and says.

"That big breast is also a decoration for you right now. Aria, a former Viscount who recently became more and more masculine."

Poyo poyo with his hands in his mouth and a deliberate laugh.

I look seriously at Aria and say:

"Aria, we're serious. Stay out of my way."

A voice of consent was also heard from Baoyu.

In order from the second generation.

"Shut up, little girl!

"Cat ears... corners dismissed, but ears could be good"

"Appearance is better if it's easy! You just have to become popular because of your attachment. Don't do anything bad!

"I don't care if it's a raven."

"Why can't I have horns..."

'No, shouldn't we simply stay like this here? Bad horns and ears don't make my cute eyes stand out because of it'

- No, I was wrong.

Except for the second generation, I didn't even listen to Aria.

I'm going to follow Aria. I'm starting to look cute on boulders. Most of all, Aria wouldn't consider herself pathetic.

He is still staring at Poyo Poyo with blue bars on his forehead.

"... sorry, Aria. But we're seriously worried. This is Porter... because it's important to our people"

Then Poyo Poyo looks at me and jumps with one hand up on the spot. Twin tails were moving up and down fluffy.

"Yes, yes! I'm also an important chicken dude and a delightful Amazonas Legion buddy! It's a made-to-measure automaton that's everyone's healing! So I think the name matters!

Now Aria laughs with her nose.

"Ha, Poyo Poyo is fine. This pompous trick."

Poyo Poyo looks at Aria and says:

"You sold me a fight...... good. Take it. I'll stand. Starting today, Aria's meal is a high calorie decision. You should gradually gain weight and become anxious. I'll get you a night meal too. I'll make you a genuinely sweet and delicious treat!

I mean, does that work? I think of it as something like that, so I snap my neck.

When I turned my gaze to Aria, she had a regrettable look on her face.

Second generation says.

'That's it. Aria's getting better. "

"I'm not cowardly!

And Poyo Poyo laughs. What an unpleasant laugh.

I thought.

(This guy... can you even look like this? Ancient people are amazing)

Poyo Poyo whilst lifting up one twin tail said away.

"Dastardly? A compliment, but something? I'd go out by any means for a chicken bastard! - Ouch!"

I punch Poyo Poyo in the head with Porter's head. Fine, sounded good.

"Don't blame me. Where is Porter's head..."

Then, Aria says.

"It's not good around here anymore. That's the way it's always been..."

Me and Poyo Poyo were surprised to see Aria's position.

"That's great, Aria! Now we've got Porter's head in position. Thanks."

When I turned my smile, Aria looked subtle. Are you happy or frightened... it's a complicated look.

"Ugh, yeah? So if you're happy... is that it?

Poyo Poyo is also nodding.

"Regrettably, I dare say more than the front side...... its certainly in a better position than it is in the middle"

The ancestors also say.

"This guy can do it unexpectedly."

"Then it's just the ears..."

'Wonderful! Because it's still important to look and make money! This will make them popular!

'I don't care where you are. The question is what kind of ears to wear, what the fuck!

"No horns..."

'You don't need anything extra. If your head is leaning over the edge, weird decorations are in the way!

I mounted my head with a poyo poyo.

When manipulated by magic, the head of the porter moves. I put a ball around my neck to make it work.

Poyo Poyo did a great job with his head all day long.

"Perfect!"

"Porter... be splendid"

I admire it and Poyo Poyo weeps. Aria looked at the situation with a subtle expression.

Specializing in attacking Aramsarth's labyrinth, Porter said the body was low and the wheels were bigger on the side.

On a wide wheel, he wraps rubber brought to him by Poyopoyo. The body part had a rectangular shape from the top, a size that allowed the corners of the labyrinth to be bent at a little leeway.

There is also a ceiling in the place where the luggage is to be loaded, and the lateral plates will be shielded if deployed.

The front has thick armor so it can also block the passage. The legs for descending the stairs are shorter than before.

But if you expand the shield sideways and step on it with your feet, it will be a fine wall.

Lanterns lowered to the ceiling also allow the lights to be adjusted.

Good luck in vain.

Poyo Poyo says.

"You wanted to set aside your shield."

I agree, but it was rejected because of the problem.

"You won't have a choice. Clara and I will take turns, but I think Clara will..."

One can operate, but Clara couldn't operate more than two.

He seemed to be borrowing a little doll to practice, but he hasn't done well.

"I'll be in the fight too. Magic is also used in some cases. And then, you know,"

I've made plans to make up for the shortage of people in Porter, but I'm basically not good enough to fight.

Aria says me and Poyo Poyo are having a serious conversation.

"... or how can you be so serious about a load-carrying doll that can only be used here"

Hear that, me and Poyo Poyo - and your fathers together.

"It's Porter!

"Remember about your name. It's a crystal of love between me and the chicken bastard, and he's a porter with a better name than me!

"'' I know you say you're a porter!

I began to attach to my ancestors because it took me a while to get to Porter.

What do you care, Porter?

- At Aramsarth Guild, Nowem had come to submit paperwork to challenge the labyrinth.

Shannon is with Miranda.

He put his fingertips in his mouth and had tears in his eyes.

Stab a needle in your fingertips with the Adventurer registration and let the blood be stored on your guild card. I was shuddering at the pull with that task.

It seemed scary.

"Why do I have to be an adventurer! I'm only thirteen! Even though I'm weak..."

Hearing that, Miranda put her hands on Shannon's shoulder.

The way you're smiling, it looks like your sister is comforting your sister. Only beautiful sisters look really picturesque.

There are some adventurers around who look at those two and are almost there.

But...

"You were going to stay that way forever? You can't... you can't work, you can't eat."

Shannon shook her head up and down desperately as she smiled and fed her fingers into Shannon's shoulders.

"Oh, right, sister! I was wrong!

Nowem had two sheets of paper.

One is the production in a week.

The other was to take Shannon to the labyrinth, a document that filled out the goal of an underground thirty tieth tier.

I'm not going to let Shannon fight.

But there was no reason to leave a message alone. Finally, Miranda decided to think about Shannon's future.

It is Shannon's apparent position that the daughter of the Viscount family - but blind and driven by Aramsarth -

Nowem tells them both.

"Both of you, when you file your papers today, you'll be in the labyrinth for the exams of Master Lyell and Porter. Are you ready?

Shannon hasn't been able to become a labyrinth.

I have a unique breathlessness.

Take them today to get used to it.

(If you can't see how things are going, can you stay somewhere because you can't do it alone in the mansion?)

You can't leave a girl alone in the mansion.

I already have the supplies I need to challenge the labyrinth. I have reservations for groceries, so you can just go get them.

I'll see how Porter's doing, and if Shannon doesn't look good, I'll leave him.

Most importantly, everyone was going to leave Shannon behind. Miranda is the only one who tries to take me.

"I'm ready. Shannon is like listening to what the senior in support has to say. All right?

Shannon replies to Miranda.

"I don't like luggage or anything. And I don't even like to be sticky... you don't have a bath or anything, do you? Hip! It's a lie! I'll listen to those glasses properly!

Shannon accepted scared as Miranda made a fist grip and smiled.

Nowem finds it uncomfortable that Miranda is trying to take Shannon even if she can't.

When I finished filing paperwork with the guild receptionist, he left the guild to rendezvous with Lyell.

Along the way, a voice was heard from the adventurers who realized they were Lyell's party members.

Near the stairs out of the guild, we met a threesome.

So Nowem remembers the Rondos he met in Darion.

"Oh, are you one of those 'carried' people? Hey, when are we gonna do business with Porter this time?

"Beared? Oh, my God, does he have all those beauties? That's not what I'm talking about."

"Hey, you'll be in trouble though. I'm sorry. Tell Lyell I'll ask him again."

When Nowem says hello and breaks up with the adventurers, Shannon tells him.

"What? Is he called 'carried'? You look great."

Then Miranda's clenching fist fell on Shannon's head.

Shannon is in pain.

Nowem saw it and was in trouble, and Miranda called out.

"It's very popular, isn't it?" Beared Lyell "is two weird names... carrying adventurers and luggage."

Nowem says.

"It must be the irony of being an adventurer. And I'm guessing you had a strong impression that Lyell, who had broken through the forty tiers, was back with his back on his back."

Miranda looked around only for a moment with a serious look on her face to Nowem, who gave an unwarranted response.

When Nowem realizes it, he instantly discovers a suspicious figure at the end of his gaze.

(... is that what Miranda is trying to take Shannon)

There have been signs that Nowem has also been seen in the past few days.

I thought that was because Lyell was the subject of discussion in Aramsarth, but he also seems to be malicious.

(... you should avoid moving alone. I'm worried about Aria though)

Aria had been coached by adventurers.

Looks like it's over, but I'm still seeing that adventurer to talk to.

I can't even tell her to stop because she seems to enjoy herself, but I decided to be careful.

At some point, Miranda's gaze looks at Nowem.

"... I noticed something, I think."

Nowem laughs bitterly at Miranda.

I'm on guard, so I'm having trouble dealing with it.

"No, just looking ahead of Mr. Miranda's gaze"

"Yes... Shannon, how long have you been in pain? Let's go."

Miranda's gaze remained suspicious.

Nowem doesn't change his emotions when he takes it. I consider myself a candidate for Lyell's Harlem membership.

It was taking Shannon, who was in pain, and Miranda going down the stairs of the guild -.

I challenge the labyrinth to fine-tune the porter, and I see Shannon.

"What?

"No, it's not painful? Look, you think I can't breathe? Normally, there's this vibe, and it's tough at first."

With that said, Shannon looks at me and laughs with his nose.

On Porter's ceiling, he had his legs as a prapla.

"It's very dense, but it doesn't matter."

He was a strong Shannon, perhaps, to the habit of walking tired and riding a porter.

"Hey, don't pluck your legs too much. I mean, why are you skirting in the labyrinth? I can see the contents."

When I pay attention, Shannon shouts up.

"No, sister! This is the guy peeking at my underwear!

If you think people are not listening, Poyo Poyo, who is adjusting for Porter, is at work.

Clara, taking that seriously, didn't even hear Shannon.

Aria is waiting at the entrance to the room where she went in for fine-tuning.

"I'm coming for a skirt or something. Are you motivated? Or is the pong tip there a skirt, too? I never showed you my underwear."

It's a really masculine opinion.

Poyo Poyo looks at Aria and says:

"Why do I need to serve you? Only chicken motherfuckers can see my underwear."

I'll answer immediately.

"I'm not interested, so why don't you take off your pants?"

Poyo Poyo has told me back to yell.

"He told me to take this costume off and put something else on! This is my outfit, my battlesuit... even on the battlefield!

- I wonder what this guy is talking about.

And Nowem tells Shannon.

"You can't see from that position, so it's okay, Shannon."

Correct me that Nowem should not mistake me.

"No, I'm not going to see it. Mostly, you're not interested in this guy's underwear or anything."

Then Shannon threw his shoes at me. Hit me in the face, it hurts a little.

I just thought, "You can do this guy," etc.

"What the hell is this guy! Even in Central, beautiful sisters, they used to call me! They said they wanted to protect you!

A third generation of voices came from the treasure balls.

'You're a good sister wearing a cat, aren't you? I'm looking forward to my second daughter and my third daughter. "

I think of the fifth and sixth generations shutting up in a subtle way for some reason.

Miranda drinks water from the water bottle because she is taking a break.

For some reason, he drank it in such a way that his gaze nailed him. I'm just drinking normally, but my gaze turns to me.

Mr. Miranda tells Shannon.

"If you want to see it, you can't always use it for kids. What if it's more radical?

He laughs at Couscous jokingly, and Shannon is blushing.

And whine as I recieve the shoes I threw.

When I look down and take it by hand, I realize that I do see it more than a normal person.

"This is not my sweet sister..."

I said it back.

"What have you done to that sweet sister?"

I feel noisy about the new Shannon, but then I look at Mr. Miranda.

(If Shannon hadn't done anything, there wouldn't have been Mr. Miranda right now, would there?... which was better)

Just for a second, I thought about it.