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

Thus, the day at sea was successfully completed (because Halkara was helped).

When we all returned to the sandy beach, the jellyfish also diffused in the light.

"You can't swim, but this luminescence isn't bad ~. Why don't you let it shine once in a while?

Yuhu, my mom was suggesting something to Mr. Cuarena.

"Nothing, but what's the point in that?

And what a gathering of people living by the sea.

At the end of everyone's gaze is a shimmering sea.

Oh, this was an anomaly.

"Wow, wow!" "It's unscrupulous and beautiful!" "Must be a tourist resource!

Ah! Even if you can't bathe in the sea, to see the sights of this jellyfish, if people are going to visit, the locality is in moisture!

"Because of this, just let him glow because it's just a holiday. No offense to jellyfish, but jellyfish are bothering you."

"Right. If Yufu says so, I will."

Good, good. If you were able to contribute to this town, it would be great.

Well, I was staying at this port town inn today. Because of this, I want to eat sea delights.

Mr. Curina pounded me on the shoulder.

"Well, as promised, please"

Promise? What are you talking about?

"Please be a model for the painting"

I totally forgot. We need to play that role......

"Fine, but it's embarrassing to say in a swimsuit, and next time, will you come to the plateau house?

"Yes, that's cool"

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A few days later.

Without any foretaste, Mr. Curina visited the house.

I think the graspless behavior around here is jellyfish spiritual after all.

"It won't take that long, thank you. Please sit in your chair."

If you say this, you have to obey. There were no errors in words or deeds, and there was no need to sit for hours. If I sat there for fifteen minutes, I was told that I had caught the odd vibe.

Instead, it wasn't just me, but the rest of my family were demoralized. Opportunities like this are rare, and it won't be a bad thing.

"The completion will take a while, so I'll bring it when I can. Bye."

Mr. Curina flew away. He's my paced man. Were you still roaming somewhere in this country today?

"Mom, Farfa, can you draw cute ~?"

"Farfa is so cute, I just have to draw him cute too"

I made an understandable parent silly statement, but in fact, I still don't know what will happen.

And a month later.

When the cold got tougher, Mr. Curina fluttered in with Yuhu's mom.

Just that day I was even here (on my own) for dinner to members of demonic tribes like Belzebub and Pecora, so it became a hell of a lot of ground.

"With the large number of paintings, could you lend them to me if you have a lot of space? I'll be exhibiting it."

"Then there's an empty space in the back of the hallway, so use it."

This mansion has a woody space that I use for coffee, "The Witch's House," etc. After Lycra destroyed some of my original homes, I rebuilt them.

I'm usually too spacious to hold, and I get cold when I take a bath or go through, but I'm just fine at an event like this.

Just at the end of the meal, Mr. Curina came to say that it was ready.

Don't be nervous that you are drawn...

The painting was very well done. I thought he was a genuine wandering painter.

I just had such a gloomy look in every painting! It would be dark if we did the buck too!

"That's crazy! I, you were modeling with a brighter face!

I was supposed to keep you from grinning so you wouldn't be painted dark!

"I'm expressing the inside. Inside."

Why did I say it twice inside?

The same was true of other family paintings. The picture of Farfa and Sharsha reading the book side by side was also dead eyes for both of them. I didn't like it, I felt like I was studying.

A horrible ghost stood behind the painting where Halkara was sitting. No, this ghost...

"Atashi, it's not this creepy! Aren't you really the type of ghost who curses and kills!

Rosalie is protesting. Again, Rosalie......

Both the painting of Lycra cooking and the painting of Flattorte sleeping in bed are going to get tough when she does. Flattorte's painting or something, he's dying in half an hour.

There were other paintings that depicted me picking grass, not posing like that, but it was still horrible.

Sandra's painting is a painting with some hands out of the dirt, and you're already a zombie......

"Not really...... If this were the case, I wouldn't be doing the model..."

Sandra was protesting, too.

You've done quite a job with this guy...

Pecora and Belzebub, on the other hand, were laughing.

"Hey, it's an excellent painting. There's something close to my heart!

"I'm sorry, but you describe your sister's strength or seriousness"

You guys think you're other HR......

"I've often drawn sadness before, but I've also widened it to draw fear. Thank you."

Mr. Cuarina thanked me. I didn't mean to contribute in that place.

"I'll give you one for the memorial, do you want to go?

"I don't want to. Please sell it somewhere appropriately."

But this choice could have been a mistake.

Mr. Cuarina apparently opened an exhibition in Wang Capital after that.

So the painting in the Witch's House on the Plateau series was rated as if it had been done, and said it sold high.

I hope that's all, but we're still talking about the highland witches being outrageous...

I hope this doesn't seriously damage your reputation......

I thought it would be a good idea for someone I know to become famous.