Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

"Dear Zarish! What's wrong, wet your whole body in the rain?"

"The crow... no, it's nothing. Bring me a towel."

Back from the dark front door, they ran over from the two maids. They look up worried and make me horrified by the lights on their lamps.

Yes, the earlier one was just a mistake or something...

- Well, enjoy it at best. Zarish.

The delightful dragon man's voice I heard last night echoed behind my brain, slamming the stick on the wall that was making me look cool. Well, they screamed, but to that extent, I'm sorry about him.

"What did that woman do to my mansion...! Shit, I'll grab your hair and drag you around when I find you!

returns to me all the time and notices his men turning frightened eyes.

I hold my hand until it turns white because he killed a former gem (collection). Even if I swear allegiance from the bottom of my heart, I cannot hide the fear that I will be able to point my sword at myself.

But now Zarish is even hard to throw up a kind word just to look at.

"Just get me a towel! Bring more booze to my room!

Patapata and they run away, just a little bit soothed in the chest.

But the angst of being ridiculed by the woman did not disappear, and she turned to the room, furious with her shoulders again.

In a hurry, the people around them make way, and keep walking for a while to reach their chambers.

When Gi opened, the room was wrapped in a lonely yang from the window.

When I take the lamp that was nearby, I feel a tingly metal feel. I ordered "on" because I have a ritual to light, and the lights were lit.

Blur and the room floats.

Luxurious bed, plus a chair and desk that looks comfortable to sit on. Highly furnished furniture is arranged neatly, and windows are tightly closed. If you look at the window keys to try......

"Is it closed..."

I exhaled and put a lamp on my desk. and sound hard, and the lights dye the room warmly. Naturally, there are no fireplaces or other places in the sand country, and lights basically use lamps or spiritual techniques or the like.

"... well, Eve wasn't there anymore"

That dark elf used to work a lot for me like garden management, but now the ring is back on his hands. The pair of rings were stuck up and down, and Zarish unconsciously touched it.

She was a daughter who worked like a dog, but she's not at peace now enough to leave those who found out her secrets alone. As a result, I was going to kill him...

No, is it really dead?

Blue eyes open to the limit are still in the back of my brain. But the body disappeared neglectfully, and so did she, as that boy appeared again at the garden tip...

No, and Zarish shakes his head to get rid of the invisible thought of the exit.

Better not think about it. Now you should just wipe your wet body, and drink.

But when will they come to the room nonetheless? I don't think I'll have a hard time carrying towels, booze, etc.

When you're frustrated with something like that, the door handle makes a noise.

"That was late, come in and get a towel..."

No, the knob with the handle moves to the middle, where it stops perfectly.

I felt bad about it somehow. There are signs of someone outside the door, and I know you're trying to open it.

But how come they don't knock when they swear a lifetime of loyalty?

Gee, gee, gee...!

Seeing the knob swaying up and down, Zarish felt his vision dim.

Nature and throat will gobble to the fact that only the noise of the knob is sounding in the dim room as the child is shaking and moving.

Walk slowly forward.

There is a light leaking from the hallway from under the door and a shadow in the foot position. Then I guess someone is there.

Loosen the shirt collar to breathlessness and stand right in front of the door to catch someone.

"… to…………………"

The hand that was stretching out to the knob stopped perfectly in the voice that sounded small.

When I unwittingly close my ears, I hear my voice gradually. A slight tremor of air transmitted when pushed to the door perfectly.

"... oh... uh... Zari... ~..."

It was like a cursed voice.

That voice that sounds blurry would really be whispering right around the corner. On the other side with the door pinched, I imagine my lips moving with a chatter because I can't see them.

Fluffy breath slowly gets rough.

The moisture tumbles tightly on the skin and the sweat runs down the forehead.

"... open it..."

My spine trembled. The voice seems to know Zarish is clearing his ears and his eyes are drawn to the knob. The knob with the handle is moving slightly downwards as it creeps, and it's going to open again.

Open it here, hold the knob or hide somewhere in the room...... Various options float to the back of the brain, but time passes without any choice.

Ki, ki, ki... kan.

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No, Zarish held him down with his shoulder, not knowing the door was opening.

Something ominous seems to be waiting for something horrible, pushing the door firmly with both hands. Do your best.

Dude, dude, dude...!

He's been hit by fierce force from the other side. The shock from shoulder to back comes through thoughtfully, and the air leaks because of the bitten teeth.

This shock does not belong to women and children. Gush, the sound of a gush pounding meat is not human, no matter how you hear it.

Funny, I was gonna catch the killer.

Why are you holding down the door with all your might? Why, this is my mansion.

But if I open this door, something will come into my room. Yes, my men will be here soon. Until then, patience is fine.

The beating heart is loud and unpleasant.

But desperately pressing the door, it seems that the time has finally come to open it. The pressure from the other side was gone, surrounded by sinister tranquillity.

I remember sweating around, just looking around with my eyes.

And the door sounded different than before.

Con, con......

Courtesy knock sound.

Somewhere feminine in its sound, he could only relieve himself a little.

"Who..."

Become a blurred voice, drink gokuri and spit. When will my throat be crisp? But the maid finally showed up and should have brought me towels, booze, etc......

No, that's crazy, why don't you answer my question right away?

Con, con......

The hand that was trying to open the knob stops at the sound of it returning.

Also, the heart began to bleed violently with dope, and the sweat floated on his face.

Shit, I'm Zarish, the brave man of the future. That's why I'm scared in my own room like this.

I'll kill you. I'll kill you, I'll kill you.

I'm gonna catch something I don't know for sure, and I'm gonna rip you in two with my sword!

So determined, I opened the door with all my strength.

Then there...

"Oh, Zarish, dear?

The woman there bigned at the look on his face that changed his blood phase! and I almost let my shoulders jump and jeopardize the basin I had in my hand. Support in a hurry, and correct yourself as if nothing had happened.

Zarish, on the other hand, was falling from knee to floor. A fierce sense of relief, and finally being allowed to breathe, makes my breath rough.

"Duh, what's wrong, Master Zarish?

"No... how are you?"

How much expression he had on his face, the maid rushed to wipe his face with a towel, and lent him his shoulder to take him into the room.

"Your complexion is also bright blue... please sit in bed"

"Oh...... Yes, Pseli, stay in front of the door tonight."

The orders from him are absolute. Never be prevented by anyone.

The woman, who was showing confusion in the back of her eyes, still answered immediately and concisely, yes.

She is forced to sit back in bed with a gizzard, and after wiping her sweat she gives her a bowl of praise.

"Then let me work guard until morning. Please rest."

Zarish exhaled heavily at the slammed and closed door. With thoughtful relief emotions on board.

Now I feel safe. Whatever happens, she'll deal with it with her life.

Enough with the meal. And then we'll sleep until morning, and then we'll think about it.

I sank myself into bed with Dosari.

The golden bedding is soft and buried all the time.

Hah.............................................................

The long, weak whimper is thrown up in the ceiling, and disappears.

Something's wrong. Something is different from the usual mansion. Without realizing who he is to that discomfort, he becomes frustrated.

And there was a weird feeling when I fell asleep with the broom.

Moisture around your arms, and something like water.

When I move my nose tingly, I learn a smell that resembles iron rust very well. I woke up and put my hands on the lamp and it was stained black there. His eyes open for a moment.

- Isn't there something in the futon?

Honestly, I don't really want to think about it. What is there, etc.

On several occasions, the door and the bed came and went, but I couldn't stop telling my men that I was afraid of the bed.

Ugh, exhaling, he grabbed the futon.

It's okay, it's okay, it's not there, it's nothing.

Even if I were there, there wouldn't be anyone stronger than me on earth.

I turn around slowly, breathing like that.

I don't like it, I don't like it - thinking.

The moment I turned the belly, I could see my blood-dyed hair and the woman's hands and feet, and my whole body muscles had a strange cramp. I couldn't stand the sight of Gassa! disappearing into the futon at an unusual rate.

"Ahhh!!

I jumped up and screamed like that.

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Gu, hungry, and then the three women glanced at each other as if they had been played.

"Nguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

"Hahaha! Bye, I said Bye!! My stomach hurts!

"Jumped! The brave candidate jumped Byung!!

The cramped and laughing spot is just a few hundred meters from the Zarish Hall, on the grounds of the Southand family, away from where they had it prepared. The bedroom is pretty noisy from earlier, although it now releases sound protection around to avoid being annoying.

I could hardly speak up when I was listening to that in communication (chat), because all three of them are laughing off, so I probably won't hear them. Well, because I saw the treasure footage of the brave candidate.

Marie and the others hold onto their role as a command tower that would otherwise let the visualization magic flow through the mansion and send instructions depending on the circumstances. But now I felt it was becoming a little comedy screening venue.

"That's crazy, I'm losing track of the spirit. Well, he seems happy for me, so don't worry about it."

etc and scratch his head pounding at the back door of the mansion.

We spent plenty of time working out the scenario until evening. That's for scaring Zarish, and so far so much better than I expected.

"Hino, Hino, it hurts my stomach......!

"Oh, you know, Mr. Marie? What's going on inside..."

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Oh, speaking of which, you were getting a celebration for doing a hierarchical offense. Funny, I don't think I drank one of them.

Though, this has left headquarters devastated for a while. That and this is due to Zarish's overexcellence in reacting.

Well, the dodgy event so far hasn't done that hard.

In turn, the previous reveals that a large number of crows are serving by Marie (the Raver), the surrounding detection inhibition and hidden photography are dragon sorcery by Uridora, that and the provision of inside information by Eve, and the last collaborators are….

A woman appears from the wall in front of her. In a translucent appearance, she was once a second tier lord, giving a peek at her long eyelashes and seemingly tender eyes when she took the mask in embarrassment.

"Hi, thank you. I can't really open the futon, so that was tough."

Yeah, and Shirley shakes her neck to the side.

Then when I removed the mask a little more, he showed me a dusty and happy mouth. It was meant to scare me, but apparently I'm relieved that I don't hate it so much.

It's already dark outside, and the rain wets my hair and skin all over the house. Nevertheless, as far as I was concerned, it was a dream event, so I never felt uncomfortable, and I lay down with her in a white dress and lowered my hips.

Because of her mind, her shoulder feels warm with just a little touch.

"I don't know much about haunts. What do you think, I don't like being scared of people?

When she asks, she puts on her little neck with a faint pigment, and then wrinkles slightly between her eyebrows thinking about what happened in the labyrinth. I see, you're formerly the keeper of life, and maybe your role in taking a person's soul is not what it is.

Nevertheless, I don't seem to hate threatening people to play like this. No, is it fun in her case to play with her?

"I don't know, Shirley hasn't been scared since we first met."

He rounds his eyes properly blue sky, then shyly hides his face to the middle with a mask. But her eyes are honest, so if that's all you can see, enough emotions can be conveyed.

Whoa, I left her hair loose. It was meant to threaten him, and Shirley prepared it for me up to the bloodshed of illusion.

I reached out to tie it for you, but if I rinse it, my hand goes through. Yes, she is still a spirit. I forgot that I can't make physical contact from here.

"Oh, will you pull my hand like before? Once we tie Shirley's hair together, we'll finally try to intimidate him with a spirit body. Well, it's Sunday, so we can have plenty of fun."

She doesn't know the word Sunday. But she startles her eyes slightly at the suggestion that she wants the spirit body to be pulled out. Then he reached for his forehead and grabbed it from his fuzzy and soft fingertips.

If I can make contact with her in this way, I find it odd that being dragged out of the spiritual body is also a good thing for guidance.

Okay, shall we start again?

Have a horror experience just for the brave candidate Zarish.

Oh, my God, you don't have to worry about the bill.

I just want to see your happy face, Zarish.