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

The room, which was put through by a loving innkeeper, was upstairs facing the back street. A room with three single sized clean beds and only a desk and chair.

The inn, made of wood and white lacquer, is the interior of a common home in Metanostadt, characterised by a protruding black beam and white walls. The well-cleaned interior is warm with scented oil lamps and seems to have been put through to the second floor of a normal private house rather than an inn, which feels calm.

Above all, the Lord's uncle is funny, and his damsel is a well-deserved man. They liked Plum and Hemperoza, and they let me use the shower first.

- Boulder Lentomia, you found a pretty good place to stay.

Showers are co-used by men and women, but I appreciate it.

In a body accustomed to the convenient living of a "sage hall" equipped with hot water and water, the truth is that I don't want to go back to full wildlife like I experienced during the Demon King's War. I just hope there's no such thing as a hard adventure without eating or sleeping in the wild for days with sweat and mud.

"It's night and there's a lot of people walking."

"I'm excited to look down at humans and see why."

Pram and Hemperoza ride themselves out in a line of windows to watch the waves of people going down the street quickly.

The city is still very busy at times like the mouth of a night. The darkened streets are lit with several magical crystal streetlights, and the storefront is lit with fragrant oil lamps that smell like resin.

It is the standing back street of the Mass Tavern that people turn to rely on its lights. Various human patterns can be questioned, including a family on the way home from dinner, a soldier in the royal palace who sings drunk, a dandy gentleman tilting a glass by the window, and a couple talking love at the wall.

"Everyone seems to have fun - that uncle is waiting for someone, and that friendly guy is thinking about playing tomorrow"

"Really? That's not my friend's lonely man, and that couple is in the middle of a farewell."

"Oh, there's a girl waving in the window across the street -!

"Come on! Two-on-one!

"Hmm, you guys are hilarious"

I laugh unintentionally, but it seems like a combination of stability, that the two seem to fit and not engage.

Basically, the conversation goes in a different direction, and I only hear about half of them. Well, maybe that's what girls talk to each other about...

Speaking of girls, from next door to separated walls, you can hear the lively laughter of a "sorority" laughing cahaha.

Riola and Manuferno, and Spiano. In addition, it's a sorority with a member named Princess Rana. Princess Rana was stretched out on the shirt Iola was wearing all day today to nourish her, but she said, "I'm in danger when one girl mixes up at the boys' party, Dace." "Hey!" He was thrown into the girls' club team room after the conversation.

But I wonder what the hell you're talking about with a sorority, but can't you step into a secret garden is the rule?

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"Mei's, fufu!

"Come on."

Me and Plum press the sleeping table (bed) in a jittery and it merges with the neighbor and turns into a double size sleeping table (bed). The three of us rarely have the same room, so anyway, the three of us are supposed to sleep side by side.

"Hey, hang in there!

"You get out of there!

I can scratch Hemperoza sleeping on the bunk.

In the first place, it seems Hemperoza thought of a three-person room operation (...). There are plenty of inns for two, but the combination is decided every time.

For example, Plum and Hempero, Iola and Lu, Me and Manu... No, Lentomia? And then there's Riola and Manu or Spiano... and whoever's going to be in the room alone anyway.

Then I did the math that I should have a room for three, and turned Lentomia over (?) I'm just impressed with the rotation of my head.

"Oh, it feels kind of good to have the same futon as Greg."

"Come on, be happy for the wise!

"If you stick around too much, it's hot and bitter..."

And while it seems annoying on the surface, there's no way I don't like it. I'd rather be happy, but I don't go there for a bite.

Showered, sweating and refreshed, the two of them are sleeping beside me in their brought pajamas. A plum with scarlet hair down and Hemperoza, who leaves her black hair washed away, are in the position to pinch me to sleep. I touch my body gently from time to time so that my small, warm hands can confirm my existence.

"Speaking of which, won't Pram and Hempero be at the girls' party?

"Well, it's a difficult adult story."

"Love and all."

And the answer returned like a chilled child.

You're finally getting sleepy, rather, you just cuddled me from both sides, and my arms are a complete pillow replacement. Tightening the blanket round the three of us makes me feel quite soft and very good about the intimacy of the high body temperature.

"Hmm, but if you guys stick around too much, you can't sleep..."

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Fine."

I'm sure they both laugh in a heartfelt way.

But amazing is the man's, no, human body wonder (...).

Even when Pram and Hemperoza hug me, it's not like when I touch Manuferno or Riola, it's stuffy... that, uh, doesn't make me feel bad at all.

Will it automatically switch on something paternal (...) or brother (...)?

"Please stroke your head -"

"Allow me to stroke you."

"Uh, yes, yes."

I'll stroke each head and hair as I grin bitterly. The hair quality of the plum is sturdy with a rugged waist, and Hemperoza's feels soft. Even girls are so different, I'm slowly getting sleepy at body temperatures from both sides, thinking blurry.

Rather than a flower on both hands, it's totally a nanny or something, but well... not bad.

Fluffy and warm for two, and flower-scented hair, I'm probably feeling so happy.

It's where the fairy Metius usually appears here, but Metti has been active all morning, so by dinner she was exhausted and in the gaps of the book she fell asleep.

Whether I've been fading my memory as a Methanostat princess lately, or purposefully behaving that way, even when I look at the royal castle, "will there be a lovely princess living there," I just narrow my blue eyes and look up.

I remember that I was imprisoned in the library juncture, but as the lifetime princess Metius - the prophet Wicki-Miln - I was worshipped, and after that death, my memory seems to be missing with regard to the part that sealed my soul in the library juncture.

And that's something I can tell you too.

Knowledge of the original world is still alive, but the memories of my parents' names, faces, and neighborhood, such as about the school building, were faded or missing. I didn't want to admit it, but what made it decisive was the truth about the shock told on that southern island of Slime Paradise.

That is, the fact that I was born out of slime into this world.

Rather than being laid off, it would still be better to think that only "my own" configuration information has been compressed by jumping a kind of space transfer gate called hyperspace slime networks, and that I have come to this world.

It's nonsense to think that the mass of one human being shifts from another world - that is, the world of the twenty-first century, called Earth.

If so, I... who is it?

- But this is how I live, and I remember the world before me.

Perhaps the composition of my body is essentially the same as that of the pseudo-spiritual soul (Mirillian Seoul) as that of Methius.

The key to this answer lies in Princess Slime's Larna.

By artificially evolving the princess of Slime, who houses the "terminal" of the hyperspace slime network into a human body, she will eventually be able to communicate freely with us.

In that case, the next leap in space-time information should make it possible to exceed the browsing limit (limiter) of the "search magic (Ghor) wall", that is, the inability to examine information (...) dating back a thousand years, set up by the Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia).

- Almost there.

That's when I'll be able to touch the truth of this world.

"Grey..."

"Plum?"

"Don't go far."

Was that a bedtime speech? As I accidentally peered into Plum's face as a dodgy, I was resting quietly in a soothing breath.

Hemperoza is completely asleep and just now Yodale is wetting my left arm.

"I'm not going anywhere..."

Are you going?

There's nothing you can do about it. You trust me so much, you're relieved. Plum, Hempero, and put Manuferno and his people there, etc.

Come to think of it, isn't this how Hemperoza, Plum, Metius, and his untouched soul drift in and stay with me?

"Yes."

"Heh."

When I noticed, the light on the fragrance oil lamp was about to go out. I could still hear the lively songs and music on the street, and I could hear the girlfriends' party laugh leaking from the next room.

Cuddle the two backs together.

I'm usually awake until the morning sun rises, but let's just go to sleep like this today. Here without going anywhere, like this.

- Good night.

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It's a pleasant day out.

The sky without a cloud is blue and clear, full of sobriety that makes you feel the autumn air.

"Hmmm, good morning...... itete"

It's a corner morning, and I seem to have fallen asleep.

My neck... my spine, it hurts.

It's like I'm not getting tired.

Instead, they sucked something off, that's how I feel.

"Sage Grecas, don't you get a lot of rest?

"No, I slept, 'cause I was babysitting you two."

"Ugh. I'm Grecas, the boulder sage."

Fairy Metius dances in the morning sun. Very pretty with glittery, golden thread-like hair.

We checked out the Inn in Metanostadt, the king's capital, and each of us decided to have our own free time, so we split into several teams to act.

This visit to the King's Capital is like just a "vacation" in the first place.

"So let's take a tour of the sale of Manuferno first!

"Ohh!

"For the blemishes."

Continued