"Next up for Mukade is Frog...... What the hell, here... Sounds like a suspicious, privately run library..."
Sometimes I want collectors to see what they've gathered, and I make this kind of library. Nothing makes it famous as a class B tourist attraction.
"But it said 'Necro Grant Black Magic Company' right at the entrance. I don't even think the company runs a library, and even if it was a library, it makes sense to do it in such a sparsely populated place..."
Serlia is right. No one will visit me unless I at least make it about a tourist destination in the region.
And I also branded it with the institute. Well, I don't get the impression that I'm exhibiting to show people, because I have a lot of different ways of putting the goods down, and there's nothing to explain.
I've come to a place where I don't know how to be top notch.
There is no longer a fear of a different genre than witchcraft or meeting strangers. Seriously, I'm dying to go home......
"I just saw two rooms, but I'm very tired..."
Serlia seems to have a tough environment too...... This building makes people disproportionately anxious.
"Well, then, let's vacate the third room and take a break. Look, if you go outside, it's pasture, and if you look at animals, you'll recover."
I feel like I'm losing my sanity when I'm here. At least, I want an explanation for whatever it is. A space where you don't know your intentions is something that comes to the spirit.
So, me and Celia slowly opened the third room.
Now I have tons of sheep's goods.
After all, is this where you keep your collection of goods from all sorts of creatures?
But there was something decidedly different about it than before.
There was a demon clan in a black robe!
The horns are quite splendid, so I can quickly see that you mean the Demon Clan.
However, the corners are pretty low for splendid. No secret boots, it feels like a secret horn. No, the corners don't hide, so it's a secret.
My hair needs to be short bobbed and not look like a girl or a boy. Definitely a luxurious figure.
Plus in the corner of the room is a floor with a magic formation.
Just seemed to be working on something then too.
"Uhm, even dolls made from sheep's wool don't work... I thought I could do this..."
Hi, they haven't noticed this one yet. He says bump by himself.
"Um, excuse me. You're from this lab, right?
"Then I guess I'll even let in a fly that's alive... No, why don't you dare put a wuji in there rather than a fly. I have to try everything. If you don't try, nothing will come of it!
"I'm sorry. We're from HQ."
The person doesn't even look back.
You haven't heard anything.
"All right, let's use Uzi! If that's what you decide, go to the incubator. - Huh?
The demon clan finally turned this way.
I don't think you noticed my voice, but you just moved to leave this room.
Anyway, I got eyes on me. Serria would have been in sight, too.
For a while, there was silent time.
"............ so, who -! Who are you people?
"One way or the other, it's this line! And I've been explaining that for a while now!
"Liar. I haven't heard a word of that!
I knew you didn't get any of these words in your ear.
"Huh, wait... Speaking of which, about today, there was a letter from HQ saying someone was coming for a tour..."
"That's it, that's it! Franz and Serlia from the headquarters of Necro Grant Black Magic."
"Oh, you guys. I am Dr. Gudamarpolozwanna. As far as I'm concerned, I work for the same company as you."
Is Gudamar Polozwanna the name of this guy......
Its Dr. Gudamarpolozwanna has reached this way, trying to shake hands.
"Nice to meet you. It's been a long way."
- But in the meantime, as much as there is no foot treadmill, there are sheep goods in place, and they are about seven meters away...... I couldn't shake hands.
"... Regards"
I greeted him without difficulty because it was going to be awkward air.
"I got the distance a little wrong. You won't get it..."
Was it vegan, now...
"You're Franz, you're Serlia."
"Yes, it's Serlia from Sacubus."
Serlia exchanges a gentle greeting to any freak.
"My name will be hard to call. Call me Guddamar."
Don't sound manly with that abbreviation. I wonder if it's a man.
"By the way, I'm a real woman."
"Oh yeah!?
He didn't even know Celia had this reaction. I was worried about looking like a girl and a boy, too.
"Five out of ten recognize him as a boy, but that's a rude story! Pussy pussy!"
You're getting a brilliant half male and female reaction!
Well, then, somehow, it was common for me not to know which.
"Well, this place is annoying, let's change places"
Oh, do you even have a room for a response in a facility like this? That's a laboratory, isn't it?
"Follow me, you guys."
Dr Gudamal walks away as he drags his black robe. The size of the robe, it doesn't fit.
Along the way, Dr. Gudamal stepped on the robe.
"Phew!
Bataan! Brilliantly, Dr. Gudamal slapped him in the face on the floor. No, because of the growing horns, they could have prevented me from hitting him directly in the face.
"Ku...... The horns hurt...... What a day..."
"Um, are you okay?
Gentle Celia speaks up. It looks like Celia's taking care of the kid.
"I don't mind. Third time today."
"Then shouldn't you change the size of your clothes, to something that won't drag you...?
For some reason, the Doctor made me laugh.
"Now that it's just-sized, why should it be small?
Which part of it is JUST!
I don't know if you're a Mad Scientist, but it sounds like a fact that I don't doubt you're a weird researcher.