The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"For once. I'm a girl too, and I thought I'd change my mood a little bit.... Weird?

Bend your brow butt slightly as you tangle the silver glossy hair lowered by Manuferno at your fingertips.

It looks like you're waiting for my answer rather than for everyone to react.

"Oh!? Oh, it's not weird! Oh, no, the... I think it's good... let's go. A little different, come on, it's beautiful."

Me to be saluted by too much upset.

"Relief. If that's what Greg says, good"

I also had my glasses off and didn't know for a second who they were, but a slight soft tone of speech on the cheeks and gentle eyes are definitely the manu itself.

"Ooh? Oh, yeah, just fine, we were just about to toast."

Although I managed to keep the word going, I was pretty upset for the first time in Manuferno's transformation.

- Are you kidding me? Pretty...... right? I mean, was Manu so pretty in her hair or something?

Poop, and with a dumb face, he said I was looking at the manual, and the reddish eyes of the manual meet my eyes, and I accidentally slip away from my gaze.

Manuferno turned diagonally to my right and lowered his back to the seat between one empty pram and Iola. The round table we're sitting at seats six, so this is just perfect.

Looking from me, around the right, I'm sitting in my car seat looking like Plum, Manuferno, Iola, Riola, and Hemperoza.

…………

If you look, Iola is blushing her cheeks next door. Boulders are adolescent boys. It still seems sensitive to changes in girls.

"Fresh Mitt's Shop Butcher" was mostly getting mixed up if you noticed. The twitching and occasional boiling laughter echoes in the store, which is not so wide.

Sometimes it's supper time, but the guests who look at me and thumb up a jock about barley wine (Bill) apparently heard rumors that there was a sage in the store.

"You look great, Mr. Manu, you're adorable!

Riola is also like a girl, shining her eyes out of a seat that pinches Iola.

"Sister, thank you. I was excited to have it taken care of in a good beauty salon..."

"Wow, Sister Manu's hair is even - I want to touch it -!

"Toddler girl. It doesn't extend to Pram's hair,"

and a shy and humble manu.

"I don't mind... I feel like an adult"

"Come on...... manu sister, you're so cute! 'Cause even the chest... if it's stuffy...'

Hemperoza in tears while praising. I kind of feel like I'm emitting a black aura today, but the memory of the demon cleric should be slowly losing it and is it my fault...?

That said, I'm going crazy, too.

We were supposed to be together for three years. Because today's manu is like a different impression.

At the same age, we could have gotten along better, but on the serial journey of "defeating the Demon King," it could be because we didn't have the chance to have fun and unravel like school life.

I have glasses for Monk Manuferno's "Adventurer" and "Decay Magic (Pedos)". And from time to time, I do peer-to-peer activities based on us... I realize I don't know anything other than what it looks like.

I feel like I've finally had a casual conversation since I started living in the hall, but I guess I still don't know all sides of it.

- Actually, just because I don't know, is this what Manu always looks like?

Approximately two minutes after I broke up with the monk in front of me (* two hours), even I said, "I talked to a soul trapped in different spaces with pseudo-flesh, and I changed it further into a fairy to take it home! I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.

To Manuferno, one of Dicamaran's six heroes, it's no wonder what's going on. Maybe he ran off to save his peer magazine buddy's crisis, and in Metanostadt's underground neighborhood, the peer magazine industry (?) has gone through a spectacular battle against an evil wizard opponent who cows... is there anything wrong with that?

The world is at peace, and I guess we're all changing a little bit.

But that must be a delightful change.

I think Manu is also trying to find something I've put up with that I want to do and have fun with.

Just like I found the pleasure of calling books in the hall or playing with Plum or Hempero.

I think Manu still looks like me somewhere.

"Fairy. G...... Greg!? The fairy's there!

screaming and pointing fingers. That manu also can't seem to hide his surprise when he notices what the fairy Metius looks like. Take out the glasses you were removing and call back, and look at the fairy Metius for cancer.

"Ha...! Nice to meet you. You're the monk of one of the heroes? Wow...! Nice! You're as beautiful and pathetic as I imagined!

"Stunning. Greg... how the hell do you know such a fairy..."

Manu moves his mouth with a complex expression.

Everyone will have the same questions, so I'll explain slowly while eating.

The fairy was intertwining her little fingers in front of her chest to make her eyes shine.

Metius had been asking how our people were doing for a while after they showed up, but when he found out one of the "six heroes" he used to think was a manu, he floated happily.

By the way, Fairy Metius sat down on my (grape juice) jock, but now he's floating fluffy on a large plate of hot meat.

"Sounds kind and beautiful! Yeah, just like I imagined!

"No, it happens to be like this today, but usually more..."

And then I thought it was so innocent that I would shut my mouth.

When I realized it, Manuferno was turning a gentle glance at me.

"Greasy. Well, I'm hungry."

"Whoa, yeah!

While I felt my face get hot by accident, I decided to pour meat on everyone.

The wise man himself cooks to show gratitude and to commemorate the new companion (Metius) and the beautiful Manu.

"Okay, guys"

"" "" "" Cheers!

And... our feast has finally begun.

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It wasn't until sundown that we followed the king's capital.

Watching the stars happen in the sky, I took the reins and was on my way to the mansion.

Looking back, I saw Metanostadt, the king's capital, shining brilliantly in the dark.

An artificial mass of light protruding from the black horizon as far as I can see - a huge city is a collection of the sounds and smells of life of many people, as well as the lights of lamps and pine lights. It shines as if it boasts of humanity's prosperity and glory.

The slow-moving carriage is spearheaded by Phosphorescent Magic. Lights like blue and white flames float several times, illuminating the road.

The carriage carriage carries a lot of luggage and my dear friends.

Iola and Riola on a pile of loaded over critical luggage, and Manuferno on Hemperoza on Plum. Everyone is full and sleepy and utter, so quiet for a long time.

I walked around shopping today and I guess I'm tired.

Loaded with luggage and full stomach. It was fun and somehow... it feels so happy.

"Oh, nice. The sky, the stars, so many!

"Right, I see the river of heaven"

The fairy Metius seems to have a rare view out there anyway, and he looked at it with interest as if swirling over my head and seeing something unusual, even windmills and signs on the side of the road.

But like Plum, "What is that? She doesn't ask because she herself has the same power as the Search Fairy (Search Angel).

Perhaps you share your knowledge with your fellow fairies in your brain and understand the events.

As an extension of search magic (Gogol), I can now perform an audio search called "Ask Metius".

Of course, you can use the same features and methods as usual, but you will also be able to organize and examine information with Metius in a conversational format.

- Not to mention...

If you run a search with keywords like "treacherous," "forbidden," or "teacher love," for example, eh, if a book is being searched, Metius will see you with a jit eye!?

This was almost a miscalculation. But Metius can't move all the time. We only have about three hours of activity in a day.

"Phew, no problem for now..."

I put on my glasses.

"What's wrong? Sage Grecas."

"Oh, no."

Fluffy, and Metius got on my shoulder. The sparkling light the fairies scatter is enough light to read the book at hand.

- If Metius illuminates at hand, it might be easier to read at night.

More to ask the fairy (Metius) to turn the page, or pinch Metius as the "sign" of the book as he begins to utter... Dreams spread.

"Ha, that's not bad"

…… That's funny, sage Grecas. "

When I'm alone, Metius laughs in a lovely voice.

- Lentomia, you may get a little angry, but I've made a new friend.

But there was no reply.

Normally, you can call your name right away and say, "What? Gre," he returns...

"Well... I stayed up late, maybe I slept"

Continued