While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

My peace of mind had also been threatened for a few days since my first contact with Lycra, but the waves had also become calmer.

I mean, we got used to living together.

I can still afford the house so I can secure my private time and space, and cooking, cleaning, shopping, etc. are on duty, so I can make it easier as a result.

Although it is not a reciprocal relationship because it is a teacher relationship, I could say that it is ideal as a room share.

Once, when I lived in Japan, roomshare was prevalent there.

There were friends and people who shared a room if we widened the range to around friends, or someone who could come up with a topic like that.

However, in conclusion, I was often told that room sharing was difficult.

First of all, living together with people whose values are too different is tiring.

My friend also had a fight with a kid who was sharing a room, and in the end, he said he lived alone.

And it's also difficult to feel distance.

If you ignore your roommate, who gradually emails and LINE you, someone else has told you that the person has left because they are unscrupulous.

In addition, life with people who lack common sense and public morality is also painful.

Life with a guy who skips all the time even though cleaning is on duty is tough.

The effort to replace that cleaning itself doesn't have to be tough, but the psychological damage is tough as to why I'm doing it.

Having received numerous other troubles reports, I thought living alone was the strongest for a long time, at least three hundred years.

But I can handle sharing a room with someone I'm comfortable with.

I feel that in my life with Lycra.

Lycra says, as she does every day, "You can learn a lot from Master Azsa," so I'm sure it makes sense.

I'm rather suspicious of what I can offer Lycra, but a good apprentice is something that is equipped with the power to find the good of a master at will.

And I had a little help.

Not that I checked directly, but it seems that the information that "the witch on the plateau defeated the dragon" is spreading around Nanterre at least.

It is also said that there is already widespread talk that the dragon has become an apprentice.

I feared it would be more like an extra dojo break, but that seems to be the opposite.

I mean, it's like an adventurer who obviously thinks he's inferior to a dragon has given up his challenge from the start.

Because of this, I enjoy a peaceful life. You can also use that time on days when Lycra cleans and read the Magic Book.

So much so that I remember some memories of my previous life.

I remember my mother falling asleep in her room reading comics and magazines while she was cleaning.

Yes, this is the cheap time for even company animals to be free from labor - "homecoming".

Close to that blissful time is achieved by sharing a room, depending on the day!

I kept living alone, so I'd forgotten all along about this pleasure.

No, it's too great. Long live the room share.

Of course, even I clean on duty day. I don't look big there as a master. Instead, I have the consciousness that I'm not great enough to have a big face.

I want Lycra to experience the sensation that her mother will do it all when she returns home.

- Anyway, for what I found out about level 99, I was relaxing.

I wish peace would last forever.

Ah, that's the flag now......

This is not what you should think...

More and more, more and more.

The door was knocked.

Who the hell is that?

Not many people come to this house often.

"Shall I leave?

"Yeah, clean up Lycra. Because I'm leaving."

I closed the Book of Magic and headed towards the front door.

When I opened the door, it was the girl with the blue hair who stood there.

Is he about ten years old?

I don't remember seeing many blue-haired people in other worlds.

The expression was bright, rather staring at me with glittering eyes.

At least, I don't get lost or anything like that.

"Hello, what can I do for you?

I let go of my expression because I wasn't an adventurer who was going to tell me to play against me or anything.

The plateau around here is peaceful, and I guess it means kids are playing.

"Finally, I see you! Falfa, I'm so happy for you!

What? Am I becoming popular with your kids too?

"Glad to see your mom!

I became a stone.

It doesn't mean someone did the magic of petrification, by the way, it's metaphorical.

Mom? Did you say mom to this girl?

"You know... I'm not your mom, am I? Your mom must be someone else, right?

"Uh? That's not true. My mom is Farfa's mom. Farfa, I know exactly what you mean."

A case called Mom is occurring from the girl I met.

But I'm glad this isn't in the village. There will definitely be some weird rumors. Besides, it's about the village, so it's gonna spread quickly.

By the way, I haven't even been in love in three hundred years in this world.

There are good reasons.

Even if I, the witch and immortal, fall in love with someone, the other person will grow old and die first.

Even though it's hard to watch the villagers die, when you're also a lover, it's too tight.

So I was conscious not to make too much love, etc.

And only about the village people have contacts with me.

From a villager's point of view, a witch like the patron saint of a village who has been around since birth would not be a paedophile, even if she was the object of fear or reverence.

That's why I lived unrelated to that kind of sex.

Naturally, I don't have any children.

"Your name, Farfa, you say it?

"Yeah, it's Farfa."

"Farfa, I'm talking about someone who gave birth to Farfa or raised me. Other women don't call me Mom."

I'm sure the definition of the word mom is just a little off the public.

"That's not true. Farfa was born of my mom."

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Ha, this is a face demon..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

If you look back on your memory, you must never have forgotten to give birth to anything at all. It won't be hundreds of years.

"Dear Azsa, who the hell was there?

You thought it was a long response, and they interrupted the cleaning there. Lycra came.

"It's Farfa. I'm here to see my mom."

"Dear Azsa, did you have a child!

"No, because I'm not here. Because it's this kid's mistake."

"Farfa, I'm not mistaken."

"Dear Azsa, is it possible that you are my stepmother?

The information is too complicated and confusing......

The adventurer's "dojo break" was prepared, but this trial would be too new.

"I also know they call me a proper highland witch. My sister was looking into it."

"You even have a sister!

They say I'm supposed to be the mother of at least two daughters. What's going on...

"So, my sister's trying to kill my mom, so I thought I had to let her know, so I came here."

"You're after my life!

I'm suddenly getting suspense......