Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

We've been listening to each other for about two days. And yet, it seems that our movements are already in Sidorba's ears.

"... you're earsick."

"The city may be big, but I've known people around here for a long time."

Have I caused you any trouble?

"No. I don't want to be bothered by that."

A lot of talk comes around, so I just naturally got in my ear.

But... to listen to you, I guess you're trying to put your head in trouble, huh? "

"It might be a bit of a hassle..."

Can't you refrain from doing that?

"... oh."

"... I see."

For us, going to the demon world is absolutely necessary and inevitable. I know it's dangerous, but I still have no choice but to stop looking.

"I'll try not to bother Sidorva as much as I can." If that still bothers you, don't worry, I'll go to the inn and stay there. ”

"Don't talk about water odor!"

Don 'T!!

Sidorba swings down her fat arm and slams the table.

The meal on the table instantly floated, and there was a rumbling sound.

"If you decide to do it, you can finish it!" The Dwarfs have nothing to say! "

It may have something to do with being drunk... but it's too lavish.

Considering Shurna, I still think we should avoid danger, and Sidorba knows that...

Shurna is there too, so it's hard to stick your neck in such a dangerous thing...

Bang!!

Sidorba puts a strong palm on the table before I finish my sentence. Sidorba feels strangely intimidated because she is drunk and her eyes are cramped. I am worried that you have said something wrong.

"...... this table."

Siddhartha gives me the word when I'm nervous.

"... table...?"

“This table was made by Shurna herself.”

"Oh... is that so?" That's amazing! "

I wondered what suddenly started the conversation, but I struck a hammer.

"Yeah. You're doing pretty good. The boulder is the daughter of me and Zinavirna."

With that said, Sidorva looks at the table with a gentle eye.

I hit the table with Sidorba's thick arm several times, but I didn't see any scratches or dents. It's a testament to how wonderful it is.

I don't think it's just about my daughter boasting... but... what do you want to say?

Strangely enough, Sidorba looks up at us from the table.

"The Dwarfs are said to be in public when someone buys their work.

And this table was bought by me and Ginavyrna. ”

"... I mean, does that mean that Shurna is one more person?"

"No. Zinavilna and I are parents."

He is also a master, but since he is a parent, he cannot be seen in the same way as others. Of course, I intend to be strict not to be so, but seeing it as someone else is something that parents cannot do.

That's why it's half-manly. "

"Thirteen years ago, you're already half a public..." It's amazing, isn't it? "

Sidorba and Zinavirna are among the dwarfs' proud craftsmen, even though there are many parents' eyes. You can't make a semi-capable thing and imitate it like you admit it. Because they are professionals among professionals.

Shurna, who has the strength to make it half human at the age of thirteen, is a genius class, to put it mildly. Of course, I know that there is a relaxing effort behind it. It was obvious when I saw Shurna's hand. Even though I'm a girl, I can see a lot of burn marks on my arm, such as the thick skin of my palm. You must have tried so hard.

The word amazing is not flattery or companionship, but what you really think.

"Yeah. You'll be more of a craftsman than me or Ginavyrna."

Sidorva looks happy, but lonely.

Is it similar for everyone to see their parents' feelings as their children grow up?

On rare occasions, my parents' facial expressions and memories of looking at me thinly float in my head.

I'm looking forward to it.

"Ah... in short, Shruna, who is considered half-mannered by the world, is already recognized by me and Ginavirna as craftsmen."

…

"Being recognized as an artisan means that you already admit that you can eat only with your own skills.

It means that you can think for yourself, choose for yourself, and take responsibility for yourself. In short, Ginavyrna and I can defend ourselves, not protect Shurna. You may decide that it is dangerous and withdraw from this matter. Shurna is free to help while knowing it's dangerous.

It's only natural for me and Zinavilna to worry about it as a parent, but we don't deny Shurna's own choice. "

I'm telling you this because I told you to think about Shurna and avoid dangerous situations...

In response, Shurna wants to say that she doesn't need to worry because she decides her own path...

it's either imposing, or it's a way of saying it's too thrusting.....

Shurna was only thirteen years old. It's a child, and yet I feel like I'm already treating it as an adult.

No, even in the original world, I have heard that Japanese parents are separated from their children later than in other countries, and I may feel that way because they are Japanese, but I feel that 13 years old is too young to be treated as an adult.

Regardless of age, deciding whether to be an adult with one's arms is a custom unique to the Dwarfs. I have a terrible sense of discomfort, but if they say it's a Dwarf, I have no choice but to convince them.

"I don't run away from things like that."

Shurna, the only Syrahu, looks me straight in the eye and says:

His eyes did not look like those of thirteen years old.

"Rather... if you think about us and get out of here... I'd rather not."

……………

It's better to stay out of danger. I think that's common sense. In fact, since coming to this world, I have been helped by many people, but it is a very special case. Naturally, no one would bother to get involved with someone who would be in danger. Either we go away with the smoke, or we don't get close in the first place.

On the other hand, Shurna and the others were willing to step from themselves into that dangerous place.

It's obvious that it's about us, and as much as we're happy, if they get hurt because of us, our guilt will be unusual.

That's why I can't let Shurna and the others down to help me, and I'm in a dilemma...

"For us, the most important thing is that it doesn't cause any damage to the three of us. Nil and the others are asleep, but they must feel the same way."

When I say that, Surakutan, Pilte, and Efu quietly nod.

"I intend to know the withdrawal. I'm not going to do anything stupid."

"I'm still a half-man, too, but you taught me that kind of thing. That's why I hope you don't mind the weirdness."

"... why are you so close to me?"

I already know that the three of them are very kind people, and I also know that they are tolerant towards other races in a case with a man named Kludd. But anyway... it's too kind.

"Didn't I tell you about what happened with Mr. Claude?"

"... I heard that." Even if you think about it... "

"It's unnatural..."

……………

I don't know if the word "unnatural" is right, but I'm sure it's unusual. I don't think Kludd alone can explain it to me.

Well… it's only natural to think so.

"... after all, is there a reason?"

"That's right... there's a reason."

Sidorba said so and shut her mouth.

They don't want to tell me why.

"It's not that I really want to ask why, and I won't ask if I don't want to talk about it."

It's just that we don't want three people to suffer because of us. "

Sidorba's only dare to say that she has a reason is that she probably trusts us that much.

It's only been a few days since we met. It doesn't mean that we trust each other enough to talk about everything without covering it up.

The three of them are sweet, I know they can be trusted, and Sidruba feels the same way about us. That's why you should take it that way.

But I don't know what's going to happen and where it's coming from, so there's not much I can tell you in a matter of days. That's what we do to Sidruba.

Not only can they be trusted, but there are also talks about content that cannot be talked about.

"I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize." There's something we can't even talk about. "

"Well... anyway. I don't care if you do what you want, and I don't want to imitate the emotions we're thrusting out of the way." I want you to understand that. ”

"I'm the same, oh noo."

Shurna and Jinabilna nod to Sidorba's words.

"I don't doubt it." I really appreciate it. Ever since I came to this city. "

"Heh! I didn't think I could help you!" Don't worry about it! "

Sidorva said that and drank the wine.

That figure was close to the impression of a dwarf race that existed in me.

Lovers of alcohol, stubborn, and somewhat stubborn. That's the image.

In the end, Pilte, Efraim, and Suratan swallowed it until they could see the morning lights of Sidorba, Zinavirna, and Shruna.

All the last ones were drunk by the bellies, so much so that they didn't know what they were talking about, but they had a very good time.

When Nil woke up from sleep, we fell asleep, and when I woke up, it was past noon.

"...... ah......"

"Good morning, Master."

I don't remember how we got back, but at some point we seemed to be back on the third floor, and as soon as we woke up, Nil called out to us.

Always wondering... what happens when I wake up and get a voice out of my mouth?

You're doing something augurative before I wake up… or something? Hmm... it's strange.

"Good morning... ah..."

When I wake up, I have a dull headache due to the effects of drinking until the morning. There is no nausea, but I cannot say that I am in good health.

You drank a lot yesterday, didn't you?

"I'm exhilarated."

Seeing that Nilu was still obsessed with slurping and pilates, she said: Nil seems happy to have a good time. My eyes are gentle when I look at the Pilates.

"Yesterday..."

When I realized that Nil was trying to apologize again, I twitched my hand. It's the usual thing, but between Nil and me, there's no need for that. In places other than alcohol, I am overwhelmingly annoyed, and there is no problem because I don't feel that Nil is annoyed by being drunk in the first place.

What happened to Sidruba and the others?

It was good to have fun drinking, but Sidorba and the others drank the same, so it would be a good day's work.

Sidorba and Zinavirna seem to be one of the most skilled dwarf craftsmen in the Dwarf tribe. The same is true of Shurna, who is recognized by both of them.

The dwarfs' skills are gathered in the center of the city, but even so, not all the good craftsmen are gathered in the center. Of course, there are good craftsmen on the outskirts of the city. It seems that Sidorba and Ginavirna are the same. And it's only natural for a good craftsman to gather his work.

In short, Sidorba, Zinavirna, and Shruna are busy every day. If you drink with us, fall down and can't move, you'll cause a lot of trouble. But... there was no need to worry about that.

“Sidorva and the others wake up after a little sleep and work in the workshop as usual.”

Huh?!

Even though I drank so much alcohol and was drunk, I can't really imitate sleeping lightly and working like that... Unexpectedly, a strange voice came out.

"I tried to advise that I should take a rest, but... if I can afford it, I'll go to the workshop..."

"Left to spare... no, if that's what they say, maybe it's not bullshit..."

I had no choice but to be surprised.

"I hope you don't fall down..."

Nil seems worried too, but she's a professional, so she probably knows how she is.

"Let's see how it goes later."

I went to check on the condition later, but it was as usual.

The Dwarfs... a terrible race...

“Yes, what will you do today? If you're not feeling well..."

"No, I just have some headaches. It'll get better in a while, and we'll do it ourselves."

Would you like to find out about the pigeon?

"The story of the pigeon keeper is an eyebrow saliva, so let's just keep that story in mind first." It would be better to investigate the demon race that is staying in this city. "

A demon race… I barely saw it when I walked through the city, didn't I?

"Yeah, but I heard about the demons staying, and I'm sure they're somewhere."

"Do you mean to meet this person and ask how to enter the demon world?" Isn't it dangerous? ”

"I'm not asking you straight." I want to make an acquaintance of a demon who can talk.

I don't know if the story of the pigeon is true, but I think the fact that the story of the pigeon comes out means that at least some people are trying to enter the demon world. Perhaps there is someone who can mediate in such matters. ”

"You mean while not letting me grab my identity..."

"That's right. It's past noon, but when you can move, move to get the information."

“Okay, let's get ready.”

Yeah.

Nil starts to get ready to go out right away, and I get dressed. Meanwhile, even if the slackers get up, Heine and the slackers can't move in a hangover. So, Effe, Pilte, me and Nil went out to collect information, and Sura Tanheine was really on the answering machine.

I went out and gathered information… but in conclusion, it didn't come together the way I thought it would.

No, to be precise, the information itself was gathered. If it's just the demons that are staying in The Gambelle, we've got some information.

However, it is difficult to find anyone with the information or power that would be so powerful for us.

That was natural. If there is a conflict between the demons and the dwarfs, it is a project that cannot be failed by the demons. If you're going to send me to such a place, you're not a half-breed.

Since he is not the kind of person who betrays the demon race and fattenes his own stomach, those with strong loyalty to the demon race and the demon king have been selected.

I can't say for sure unless I directly check my identity, but as far as I can tell... the demons who are coming to this city are not the type to betray the demons and the demon king. If they find out we're the rumors, they'll use their tactics to either capture us or kill us. For the Demon King now, we are the enemy. If they could demonstrate their loyalty to the Demon King by extracting that will and moving, they would definitely do so.

Even though I know about them, I can't make easy contact with them.

After listening to the story of the demon race staying in this city, what kind of role does it play? And we need to carefully examine what kind of person we are, and determine whether there is no problem even if we come into contact with them.

And... two suspicious men and women I met for the first time. You don't have to think about whether to trust it or not.

To be honest... I thought it would be okay if we just talked, but it wasn't that simple.

When I heard that the demons were staying in this city, I mainly had the image of a pedestrian, and I used to be a pedestrian in the city. For example, I imagined people like Hurina.

That's why I was hoping that if we could just get close and talk, we would be able to gather information quite quickly.

However, since the negotiations with Zaaganbel are important, the sent ones also play an important role among the demons, so to speak, the elites.

No matter how many S-ranked adventurers I had the title of "Adventurer", I had no use for it, and I was not allowed to go near them.

In other words, it is not easy to approach them, rather than to speak.

"Wasn't that what I thought it was..."

"You were quite tightly guarded." It's pretty hard to talk about that. ”

"I want to go to the demon world, so please let me talk to you... I don't think you're the kind of person who would let me meet you... I don't know what's wrong with you..."

It was dusk, and after a while we didn't get the information, we were walking around the city.

"It's okay! If we gather information together, we'll find a way out soon!" I'll do my best! "

Saying that, Nil bends her arms.

You told me to cheer you up so I wouldn't get depressed.

“That's right. Everyone's moving, so let's do it in a hurry.”

"Yes, don't rush into their traps."