- The next day--

I am now being held by a tin by a princess.

I don't know why, but the tin suddenly said, "I want to hug you".

There's no reason to say no.

I lost my virginity.

But, you know, I didn't think the princess would hold me for two hours.

"Why am I being held?

"Because I wanted to hug you"

"It's my turn. I'm next."

Is there an unprecedented princess hugging boom coming?

Maybe after this, I'll be a pain in the ass.

But no obu, my bloated d (self weight

I don't know what to do, if they keep holding the princess to the Beast Nation like this.

Chan says, "Are you okay? Did you get hurt? When you ask me," I'm just being held "?

Perhaps, if you're not sure what humans think, they'll think.

I don't like it when you think of me like that.

For the sake of MoffMoffParadise, I'd like to build a friendship.

I want to brush you while you're surrounded by the chickens.

I'm not thinking of anything nasty.

Because you're already on time.

I just want to enjoy skin contact.

Oh, but brushing is for women only.

Thirty minutes after that, it was when Mr. Syrup tried to turn the order of the princess's hugs.

Tin suddenly threw me towards Mr. Syrup.

Nice catch, Mr. Syrup.

"Syrup, eat the carrot first"

"Okay ~"

The two faces have changed, so I guess the enemy is coming.

That's a strong enough enemy to have to eat carrots, too.

That's why I want you to stop throwing it.

Because of both thoughts, I offered Mr. Syrup a stew of polar and soothing carrots while I wanted him to be treated a little more carefully.

At the same time Mr. Syrup started eating, something flew two at a fierce speed with the roar.

I turned around and checked, and there were two gnats (white cats and black cats) even though they were covered in scratches.

The equipment and body are worn out and blood is seeping out of the abdomen as well as hands and feet.

Consciousness is critical and quite a mess.

It should be noted that the key is hiding.

Dogowong

With the roar, something else flew in.

When I confirmed that I thought Chan had flown in new, it was just a tin.

Why are you flying all the way to the tin?!

You're an A-rank adventurer, even though you didn't eat the food.

I can't believe you're blown away so lightly.

Mr. Syrup flies out toward something he still can't see, like alternating with a tin.

In the meantime, he handed over stewed polar and soothing carrots and sandwiches to restore the tin's body.

He's not bleeding to say he's been blown away, so he'll be fine if he eats dinner.

Besides, the problem is the chickens.

Once you have recovered the wounds of two people with a stewed polar/soothing carrot, you will find it unnatural when you wake up.

But now it's an emergency, if you don't use your unique skills to recover, these two could die.

I'm a little lost, but I can't let the chickens die on.

By the way, I didn't expect Chan to play for the reward.

You don't expect anything at all? If they ask, I'll say it's not zero.

Remove the stewed polar and soothing carrots from the item box and feed them to two.

My consciousness is like I'm still critical, so I grab the carrot stew with chopsticks and stick it in their mouths.

"I don't care if you force me, chew and eat well"

The two of them followed me honestly and ate a stewed carrot.

She looks cute mogging her garlic after all.

I want you to forgive me for keeping an eye on my reasonably bloated chest.

... If you can, remove the gear because you want to see how the injury goes t (self-weight

After about three repetitions of feeding her, her body wounds had almost disappeared.

Even the white cat lets go of consciousness to relieve her.

I almost lost my mind to chasing after you even though you were a black cat, but I bit my lips in a gut and forced myself to remain conscious.

"Rebellion... Demons, Summons..."

That's all I said, you lost consciousness to the black cat.

Must have been a heavy mental burden, too.

He ate a stewed carrot, so I think he'll be fine after a short break.

Only important words can be heard, and more or less the development can be anticipated.

The revolt must be unfolding as Mr Syrup said.

However, there overlapped the unpleasant word "demon summons".

Given that the tin has been blown, there is a good chance that the dark elves are involved in this problem.

If the kingdom of the beast had been damaged like the king's capital, more terrible things would have happened than expected.

It also explains that the Alliance cannot be contacted.

I feel so sorry for the two of them, I decide to leave them like this once.

It should be more dangerous to take them because there will be a fairly strong demon coming close by.

The tin came up to me and I threw in the cookies, so I handed them to him.

"That's a disaster-class demon.

I've never seen it before.

Let's get to the syrup. "

Eat the cookies with the tin and hurry towards Mr. Syrup.

When I reached Mr. Syrup's place, I was surprised to see the demons engaged.

That's not a wild demon, no matter what.

He's got a big lion-like head, his body's a sheep, and his tail's moving like a snake.

It would be a synthetic beast called Kimyra.

Maybe it's a demon made by dark elves.

As soon as I'm surprised by the demons, Tin joins the fight.

While Mr. Syrup avoids the attack and draws attention, a tin penetrates at a fierce speed, slamming his fist from the side.

I don't feel like it's working at all, although it hits me with a dong.

If the tin swings to knock in another attack, the tail snake gets in the way to bite.

Kimyra's body packed the distance where she avoided it in the backstep and hung up trying to cleave it with pointy paws on her forefoot.

I can't avoid tins that have just landed by taking evasive action.

Fist Kimyra's attack in an unstable position and take defense.

Along with the metal sound of gakienh, the tin gets blown away.

But Mr. Syrup doesn't miss that gap.

When you pack the distance with momentum, you tap your fist in from the side just like a tin.

Don! and although it hits solid, it's no damage as if it's absorbing shock.

Rather, it's an atmosphere that I don't think I need to avoid if that's about it.

Reminds me that Brilliant Buffalo didn't get scratched.

Does this guy have any weaknesses, too?

The blown tin came back near me to shift to a magical attack.

It instantly forms the Great Bow of Fire, shown in the Wyburn Crusade.

After creating one scorching arrow, he took one big deep breath and set up a big bow.

But this is hard to hit.

Not only do we have to target Kimyra only without hitting Mr. Syrup, who moves fast, but we can't set a target because he keeps moving extensively.

If it's a linear attack of bows and arrows, all the more so.

Only time passes, with the tin holding a big bow.

After a minute or two, I couldn't let go of the arrow.

But I don't look like I'm giving up.

Concentrating on waiting for a chance to hitch, Tin continues to carefully aim for his prey.

I can't do anything. I'm observing Mr. Syrup's battle to see if my boss has any weaknesses.

As a result, I didn't know more and more.

Even that Ste 3x strongest syrup is barely attacking.

I get the impression that I'm avoiding interception from the front.

Are you trying to buy time, find weaknesses, or are you unable to attack without seeing gaps?

Either way, even Mr. Ste 3x Syrup means a terrible demon who can only fight one side of the battle.

Still, you can't give up.

Even the tin keeps focusing and targeting so as not to miss a moment's gap.

We need to find something to hint at.

You noticed such unusual signs of tin, that's when Kimaira pointed her neck at this one.

When Mr. Syrup instantly stepped in and stuffed him, he punched him in the face at the mercy of his strength.

He doesn't seem to be damaged, but he's slightly blown away and disfigured.

At that time the tin unleashed a bashful arrow of burning heat.

Chip.

Having fallen ill, Kimyra could only fly to the side to avoid the criticality and inflict a scratch.

But there's obviously a scratch left.

Like before, he's not taking the offense and looking cool.

Maybe Kimyra is too physically resistant, on the other hand, less magically resistant.