Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

That evening I went into the task of collecting a short book and reading it to make a list of presents.

"Uh... what? Orecal ore sewing needle? What is this? I wrote... Imia."

I don't think that's what I want because it's a necessary tool to make clothes... but I don't think it has to be a Christmas gift.

Well, that's what he wants, okay? It's cute.

He's serious. That's a good place, though.

"Next..."

By the way, Raftalia is cleaning the room.

Raftalia probably thinks I'm making a list of presents for Santa.

Well, it's more about what the villagers want than that.

"A Hot Night with Dear Sentence"

Squeeze and wrap up the short book and let it go behind you.

Damn, it doesn't say his name, but someone shot him.

How did you write that when you're blind?

No, he's spiritualized, and it doesn't matter if he can't see or not.

Besides, it's also likely that he had it substituted around Sadina.

"Uh, next... a fun carnal feast with Naofumi"

Break and discard billies.

"Na, Master Naofumi?

Oh, always this one!

Don't try to make the Holy Night a sexual night!

Well, and.

"My brother's delicious rice... is that keel"

That's not true, that dog.

You usually eat it. I don't think that Santa can handle this either.

Well, that would be the trouble if it said I wanted to see my dead parents or something...

To say that just doesn't say if you're going to guess. No, Sadina didn't let you write it?

That Chachi woman is kidding, but I guess around there. That's why I'm not kicking you out.

... It would be nice if you were feeling happy in your life right now.

So, according to what I summarized as a trend, I was biased towards goods and meals.

Items can be used for work, weapons used in combat, or clothes or toys like Imia's.

There are a lot of little things around here that are cute.

The problem is the meal... I have a lot of trouble with my hand cooking and stuff like keel and it doesn't say what I want to eat.

"Hmm? What is this? You wanna play with me?

This exists quite a bit.

What do you want to play with?

Besides, it's an unfamiliar name.

However, the guy who wrote the letters seems to be the same person... but all the names are different.

This... probably substituted it.

"Raftalia, do you know who these guys are?

Show Raftaria the people whose names you don't know.

Raftaria is very quick to remember a person's name. I still don't remember Imia's full name.

"Uh, village demons, huh? I think it was Windia who wrote it."

"Oh yes..."

Can I put this behind me?

Or do the demons want Christmas presents?

So, half the demons say they want to play with me, half their desire to try a human meal.

Lots of rough-seeded people. Even if it's a change, you should eat it.

Can't you help it?

This could be the day after Christmas or something.

"I'm home!

Just then the door of the house opened with a cheerful voice.

There...... the idol and claw brave thing in this world, Firo is back well.

I come back on the portal on a regular basis.

"I'm home, mister."

"Welcome back"

"Hey, everyone gave Philo a lot of Christmas presents!

Oh, you came back in a carriage this time, not a portal.

A carriage loaded with luggage is stopped outside the house.

Firo has been diplomatizing around the world with Melty ever since, and he's been in the idle business.

"What happened to Melty?

"Uh, hey, he said he was going back to the castle."

"Right."

Well, don't you need to give Melty a Christmas present?

Because he'll be presented to you by nobles from all over the world.

I'm the queen of the world.

I don't know if that's what he wants.

"So, Philo, hey, I heard a good story."

"What did you hear?

It's not a busy story anyway.

But bad wisdom is dangerous. You should hear it before Firo runs wild.

If you keep quiet, you don't know what you're going to serve. That's the scary part about Firo.

"Um. Christmas doesn't have an event. It's so much fun."

"Well, then you do. So? Does Phyllo even do Christmas live?

"Hmm... Mel did. Not on Christmas day, but all the other days you work."

"Well, I guess so"

"I'm not. Mel's mother says she regrets not being here on Christmas Day."

I don't know what to regret... I'm not sure what the Queen thinks.

Anyway, is Filo staying in the village on Christmas day?

It's gonna be noisy......

Thus preparations for Christmas presents were also progressing to some extent.

Yeah, I ended up putting the gift Firo brought into the village warehouse.

When checked, there is a mixture of fairly expensive gifts.

How popular is this bird?

Wouldn't this be pretty bad if they found out who you were, not an angel, but a philosophical monster?

"Phyllo. Ahhhhh."

... I heard voices I didn't want to hear.

Even though it's cold, he's doing fine for nothing.

"Yah!

Firo ran to his room to escape and locked himself up.

I immediately let the meteor wall unfold and keep it out of the house.

"Hebe -! Nah, this is your father-in-law's junction! Whoa! I'll show you this ex-health, over any obstacle!

"" "Mmm!

It is the same as the original health and the three Phylloreals.

Since then, Mengkang has been an advisor to Zeltbull's Philo Real Race as a leader in the development of Philo Real.

of, but you think he's a regular who's been chasing Philo as long as he's free and supports him live every time?

Three-piece filorials sometimes take various rudders, such as filorial racing filorials, and sometimes ex-health stoppers... it seems like a pattern.

It's Midori that makes the most sense.

Well, it's about in those three.

Then for a while, Yuen Kang struggled badly against my deployed meteor wall, but was taken silently by three combo attacks.

It feels like the three of them are getting used to being treated like ex-health.

I think I'm going to kill you one day, but I'm going to make a strong offense.

Still, the toughness of the living former health is endless.

Come on, give it up. Phyllo doesn't like you physiologically.

Then after a while......

"Ugh... cold"

He transformed himself into a beastly man, and so he came to my house with a thickly dressed and swollen foul shaking his body like a cold.

"Brother, have you seen Atra?

"Although Atra is now in the shield resting?

Atra gets out of the shield and semimaterializes in response to my call.

"Did you call me, Master Sentence?

"Oh, your brother came looking for you."

"Oh, brother, it's been a long time"

"Long time no see. Atra. Ugh..."

"... no, you guys had one yesterday"

Fowl is currently making the upbringing of the villagers his life work.

This time too, he was on an expedition to slap martial arts on new slaves who came to the village and those who volunteered to be strong.

A strange, double-streamed Baba has a dojo in the back of the mountain, and it is his job to take him to the place and raise him to endure his training.

Except for me, they think Sadina's next most trusted brother.

You're a small brave man even if you rot.

By the way, the person I don't like is Keel. They have trouble dealing with it when they come near you with those sparkling eyes.

"I'm still fine and above all. Brother."

"Really? I'm dying."

"Mr. Fowl. Did you catch a cold?

Ask the overly heavy gear worried about raftaria.

"No... anyway, it's cold and cold... weird, it was nothing cold when I was looking after Atra......"

A fowl that snorts.

I stumbled to find out if I was catching a cold while applying light healing magic to the fowl.

but there are no particular abnormalities.

"Fowl...... could you be cold too?

"That's why... uhh... it's cold..."

"Raftalia, warm up the room. Post-Filo"

"Okay. A little more firewood."

"What?

"Be philorious and warm up the fowl for me."

"Yeah."

Phyllo became a filorial form, spreading his feathers in the form of a foul ride.

It's warm this time of year.

"Uh... warm. Thankyou, brother...... everyone"

"No, you're just too cold"

A sleeping foul thanks me, but what about this?

It's getting muscular cold.

You gonna hibernate?

"No, it's getting cold. What's the matter with you?

That's where Sadina came in a bowl.

You're too strong for the cold, on the contrary.

"Oh, Mr. Sadina. It's nice to hear your brother say it's cold. It's not hard enough."

"Oh? Did I lose my mind?

"Compared to you."

Atra is spiritualizing, and Sadina seems to have thick subcutaneous fat.

I mean, Sadina felt like she'd been swimming in the ocean.

How resistant to the cold is it?

"It's warm in the ocean. Yikes? Do you want to come in, Fowl?

"That's a good idea."

"You're going to kill Fowl! I mean, Atra, you should probably do the same thing."

"That being said, I've never been able to stand the cold."

"Hmm?"

"I do remember your brother being a little vulnerable to the cold for a long time. But I've never had a problem with the cold."

Were you cold resistant to the habit of being infirm?

No, because the slave print didn't work well either.

You're tough in a weird place. Atra.

Is that feeling?

But what about telling me to freeze my brother to death?

"Rahu."

"Oh, Raph. How's it going?

"Rahu!"

Raph has become a brave member of the ship's family and provides support for Sadina.

Sadina's own job is salvage and fishing, so it goes very well with Rough, who has a boat to help her move.

Rough takes some golden cup out of her tail and shows it to me.

Sounds like a great value thing.

"Today was a big day."

"Rahu!"

"Really... well, isn't that good?

Watch Fowl as he strokes Raph, who praises and brings his head closer.

It's... it's really too cold.

"That's right, Foul. You still haven't written down what you want, have you?

Take out the booklet and I'll give it to Fowl.

You know it because it was originally a Wujia house.

"Oh, what do you want for Christmas presents"

"Oh."

"I always did the gifts..."

Fowl stares at Atra as he stretches out to sleep, reaching out.

My hand was slipping through trying to touch Atra with a hoot.

Fowl looking at that unfortunately.

I'm so sad.

"So? Naofumi. Have the kids in the village done their research on what they want?

"... sort of"

"Will Santa give your sister a present?

"Get out, get out!

Totally... a little attention to the fowl.

Fowl was looking so cold that day that he gave him a break at my house.

The bear or the bears! I was so weak.

How cold is it?

So, time went on until the day before Christmas.