The Peerless Kobold (WN)

The next day, in the early morning, when the bird was slightly deafened, the muffled warmth she was holding away caused her sensation of loss (not even to do so) and chills.

Unexpectedly stupid (ugly) and pounding around, but there's nothing there but excess heat.

After a little blurring, a naked werewolf dog stood beside his bedside only to expose (sara) his forged body when I opened my thin eyes, and nearly woven a buckwheat and jacket.

"Galu Valu (still don't get cold in the morning)"

The fireplace flame only lasted for about two minutes, snuggling thick firewood and decreasing combustion efficiency, and the burning fire buried in the ash (Ovi) only smoked, whispering, he heads to the side of the firewood piled in the corner.

I know you're going to warm up the room...

(Archer, it's me... I'm a magician with fire attributes.)

Since there are no twigs, pine cones, etc. (etc.) necessary to rekindle the fire, the firewood is in trouble with one hand.

Watching the condition, he rose naked and exchanged his gaze with the turning werewolf dog in reaction to the sound of the clothes rubbing, waiting quietly until he wore the mask of his reading, which hung on his waist.

"Galwaaaaoon, guovan?

'Did I wake you, Muriel?

"Yeah, nothing good... firewood, bring it"

Reaching out his right hand with the words, he converged his magic powers on the tip of his index finger to produce a small pale eagle.

"... Wahulua al ogal voor oooooooooooo

"... you've always been on fire with fire attribute magic" "

"Well, something similar happened when we first met."

Though he tried to bake me a piece of tailored chamosica meat, he smiles remembering how he couldn't successfully ignite a matching spark and even slammed a firestone on the firecracker gold.

"Woggarwooan

"It's something I remember very well." "

"Because it was so shocking..."

I floated past scenes in my brain, though not nearly as nostalgic, and burned the tip of the firewood directed at me with a magical ether. Archer walks over to the fireplace and throws it into the fire floor, plus a few other firewood.

Staring at his side, which was lighted back by the flames, I accidentally blush at what happened last night.

(Ugh, you look like a werewolf dog in vain already)

What a slight loosening of expression, he came back with the oil lamp he had on the table in his hand.

"Garoon, Vowahuluau? Gwolwwwwwwwwwww

Do you have any more hand wipes? I've used my stuff. ""

"Well, it's in the second step of your chest."

Since the leather backpack passed through the belt has been gently tapped with the left hand and the lamp stored with olive oil has been offered with the right hand, the fingertips after lighting the light core (Toshin) are shifted to indicate the western (chest) on the wall.

The lightly nodded archer puts a lamp under the iron tripod table to warm a small amount of water that remains in the copper container, during which he opens a Western drawer (chest) to gaze at a point.

"Ugh, there... my underwear was in there too"

However, as if nothing had happened, he removed the hand wipe (stuffed) of the additive wool (Tengu), which was as absorbent as water. Because of the small amount of water, he immediately hung the warm water and moistened it properly.

"Kuoauuckle

"You should clean it up" "

"Yeah, thanks."

Shortly after receiving the warm hand wipe handed to him, his chemo ear stands pinned.

"Gugluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"It's time for everyone to move out, have you stayed too long... see you later" "

A quick flipped archer opens the window and flies away with the wind caused by the magic of airflow manipulation. After I dropped him off, I moved my gaze to bed and there were several beautiful silver hairs scattered around him.

"Ahhh, I need to clean this too..."

As my only daughter picks up silver hair, the Vest family mansion welcomes an unusual morning.

On the other hand, the wolf-mixed cobolt had concealed itself with coniferous branch leaves planted at the garden tip, transforming the skeleton and muscle fibers and gradually simulating it into a person's figure.

"... you're totally used to it"

The discomfort of skeleton distortion or slight organ movement is also reduced, and I am so humanized that I frowned slightly.

It's just not a lie that Buster, who tried to skin people for the first time on a trip out of the settlement, had a strong empathy for making odd noises like "fugging” and “fugging” and extinguishing them.

The guy who lay on the ground with no strength with a cloak of hips... was looking like a big man with dark hair and black eyes. There is also education for Obsidian hunter Celica and the World Tree Witch Listy, and by spring we plan to be able to speak one word of continental common language.

(Then I have to buy him some clothes... should I have a tail hole?)

In addition, while calculating for the purchase of clothes for cat warriors in the village of Luqua, the feeling was sharpened so as not to meet the people of the mansion, and he returned to the front of the room with great care.

Immediately entering the room, closing the door, exhaling and sitting in the chair, the little fox sister wrapped in the blanket gets up and moves her nose tip.

"... quaoluuuuuuuuuuuuuu, quao

(... you were looking forward to Yube, brother (...) sa (...) n (...)) "

"Wow, wow... (What's that tone...)"

I can't stop talking to my sister, who just comes here, but now I see her talking to her mother and Lancer by accident.

For the time being, while my intriguing sister was digging for roots and leaves, long-lasting maid Ligretta knocked on the door to reward me for being ready for breakfast.

Even that seat has some free time. It is the result of the occasional stare, but when the gaze fits, you will care for Muriel, who cannot hide the upset, and is given the look of seeing something smiling by Lady Adelia.

(Is there any way to do this...)

Though slightly tired, after that, we exchanged little fox sisters in her room for peace, until we had a proper lunch before our brothers and sisters left the town of Verheim.

Because of this, the return journey beasts to a giant silver wolf figure and proceeds through the meadows in light footsteps without anyone on his back.

"Quang, ooh!"

"Gah, Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!! (Ha, I wish I could catch up!!)"

On the road, I ran my sister in a fox all I could, and when she snapped, I repeatedly put her on my back, needless to say I let her exercise a loosening up to the settlement...