Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

"Here..."

"Looks like it."

A few days after Shuiming and Lefir arrived in the empire capital of the Nerferia Empire, they were coming to the back of a residential neighborhood northwest of Philas Filia.

The one behind the residential neighborhood. Whether this is a densely populated part of the house or not, in the capital, there are many tall buildings. But the impact or daytime is dim, so much so that in modern times lawsuits are definitely going on with sunshine rights. If I turned my eyes to the corner of the futon, the gloomy green was thriving, otherwise there was only black made of shade, and the thin lights of sunlight were utterly defeated by the depressing atmosphere.

If you're going to compare in the other world, the ghetto. The description of making the back alley of the slam somewhat more beautiful would be perfect. As you can see, there seems to be a lot of amplification.

- Yes, the first thing the Mizumins had to do when they arrived in the empire was secure a place to live. Shuiming intends to procure supplies and information at Nerferia for the time being, because Refile also has the purpose of learning magic at the Magic Academy. So after I left the church, I looked for a contractor to mediate housing, but most of the imperial land was managed by the imperial government, which ended up taking me to the bureau. And there he was introduced to a dwelling commensurate with the conditions and to the district governor who would manage the district, and on this day he was supposed to introduce the dwelling house to that district governor.

I'm not stunned by the serious atmosphere, but I'm still stuck.

When I'm in that state, Fufu Lefir looks up anxiously.

"Suimei. Are you sure this is a good place?

"Hmm? You'll be fine. The rendezvous is definitely here."

"It's not, it's about where the house is. The street is nearby, not bad location, but somewhere... there's an atmosphere."

Again, Refill said as he looked around, the more he saw, the more concern all swelled.

Sure, as her gaze shows, this doesn't make a very good impression. There is less light to plug in, and a smell that resembles a slight smell drifts from somewhere. The boulevard is close, but honestly from a general point of view, it's hard to say a good property.

"Well, in the end, it was the only property that suited our needs. He said he had to put up with some things."

"Right. A lot of things that don't work very well..."

"What, there's nothing I can do about sunlight, but if it smells or something, I can improve it, and I was worried about it..."

No, I almost realized it. Even as Shuiming is Quesera Sera, Refill is still looking down on her thin, dirty brick laying depressingly. Do the good and the bad of where you live drive you that much anxiety? If she's the usual, she's going to laugh invincibly and reliably that it's not as bad as this, but here's the thing.

Mizumi, who knows the cause that haunts her heart, mumbles.

"What. You still care about the trust announcement?

"Oh, of course! I had such an announcement!

Such a reminder - Arshna's proclamation at the Salvation Church, which popped out of the priest's mouth, was exactly what was outside the realm of imagination.

Yes, the instruction from the goddess who went down to that Refill was, "Act with the brave men who stay in the Empire and fight the Demons".

I tell you to follow the brave man, even the stranger, that he was called in El Maid, whom you have yet to see. It would have been too sudden for her to have just arrived in Imperial City for a purpose.

Apparently, Lefir is also quite resistant to this instruction. In the church, he is greatly disturbed and his eyes are shaking melancholy like they are today long after he has settled down.

But here's what Mizumi thinks.

"If you don't want to hear what Arshna and I have to say, why don't you just ask me something? Just pretend you forgot."

"Oh, you can't even say that. It would be outrageous not to hear the Goddess's words any more than I benefit from Goddess Arshna"

"Unrighteous... you mean power. I didn't multiply that by wanting it directly, it's a one-sided monster. It's odd to assume you can't get through with that, huh?

"Well, that may be..."

And the words that come back gradually disappear with a butt shrink. Whether or not Refill is haunted by the labyrinth of faith, he is a believer. Those who have faith often want to make their greed evil, impose some blame on themselves, and drive themselves to a narrow place. No, they often have something similar to the notion of intimidation that you have to chase them away.

Because the human values of trying to live clean and beautiful become stronger, but I guess this stubbornness is also because it is a plank between it and what I want to do.

But after all...

"So you're going to act with a brave man from something like El Maiden after all?

"Come on, you're not talking! I don't like that!

"Are you sure...? Well, then you don't have to listen to what I have to say..."

In other words, what she really wants to do is make her head and shoulders look heavy and she feels droopy during the time she stuck with anger.

"That makes me scorn the Goddess's words, and if anything happens with that, I..."

Don't you want to do it? He's swallowed up by a wave of self-blame and unable to act on his own.

Then I guess I'll have to draw that feeling on myself, without being tied to the goddess here.

"Okay. I'll do something."

"Uh - what do you mean we'll do something about it?

"Manisa. If you don't want to follow me, you just have to let me follow you. I mean, if Refile tries to follow you, I'll pull you off, and if someone tells you anything about it, I'll do something about it. You're not supposed to do what you want, are you?

"Ah... yeah, thanks..."

"Hmm?... Ooh, ooh."

I am thankful for my position and my mojo as I strayed from my eyes. Mizuming gets a momentary thrill at the look of Refill like he's ashamed of himself - but that was the time.

"- Oh, you followed me!

Between Mizumi and Refill, wrapped in peachy air, a voice that seems to be struggling breaks through. Turning his eyes, there was a rugged haired girl dressed in clothes that seemed moveable. He has big, creepy eyes and a lovely face, and a line on his cheek that resembles a tattoo hangs tightly on his neck. Looks active to see.

But tiny. Tiny tall, but also tiny chest. Overall, it's too small. I know what it's like to look at you like you did with Lephie.

(Toddler girl again? No, I'm not a toddler, but...)

Following the stuffing, when I see just these little girls, I think so.

When Shuiming is sending such a complicated gaze, the girl openly distorts her face as if she even sees something disgusting, and turns a frigid gaze,

"What are you. Your gaze is offensive."

"No, bad. I've been watching a lot of kids lately, so it's on."

"Ko, you said it was a child!? Did that mention Atai?

"... though?

When Shuiming admits to expressing herself, the girl suddenly triangles her eyes back and forth. And manipulate the unthinkable dosty voice from its adorable appearance, revealing a swordswallowing attitude.

"Hey you. I feel like I'm younger than Atai when I saw you, but you're gonna tell me. Huh?"

"What? Younger?

"I know you're younger, but I don't care what you think, yeah? I think Bowya just left salvation school recently."

What are you talking about? This girl. I didn't expect to catch a person older than myself to see it and get angry that he was younger. Is this girl even making young like an old magician, contrary to its appearance?

Then next door Refill seemed to have a point for something, slapping his hand with the voice of awareness.

"What if you're a dwarf!?

"Oh, yeah. Atai is a true Dwarf, my father and mother are both Dwarves."

"I said you had arrived, but that means"

"Ah, you're right. Atai is putting together a section around here. Gilberto Griga is a mon."

"Uh... I'm leaving you behind."

"Ahem?

The girl - Gilberto Griga - said, "Oh? Temeye Yan or Kora," but I just warped my face, and I've been cutting my mentch. Lovely face, ruined.

"- Hang on, what are you? This kid looks smart, but you're out of time."

"You said it was out of time..."

That's a lot of talk. I can only put a smile on my face, but what the hell is the reason I said to make her say that? At the time that Refill said Dwarf about her, I roughly checked,

"It's not like that. He's never seen a dwarf before."

"Hmm? Uh, really? Well, then I can't help but mistake it."

"... Awesome rude question, how old are you?

"Atai? Twenty-one this year."

"You're really older than me... no, you're not"

"That's right. I thought I'd fix the way you talk right away, but you look like you're missing something and you're holding on. You're being polite. All right, all right."

Gilberto rests his hand on his hips, fluttering. Against Refill, the wind beats him on the shoulder a lot, saying you can stay put.

- Dwarf. In Nordic mythology, it is classified as one of the fairies living in the underground world, a being paired with a fairy alfal with a beautiful appearance of the same origin, an ugly duerg with a thin black body, like a subhuman called a dark elf, etc. It is often depicted in stories and elsewhere as an excellent blacksmith and craftsmanship technique, thereby creating tools comparable to the power of the gods, sometimes with various positions of contention or cooperation with the gods.

In the folk heirlooms that follow, though they are considered models of friendly dwarves and prank-loving dwarves, the majority of whom are spoken of as smaller back-length species.

(It's like a mustache - well, it looks like it's on, and my body is small. But I wonder why it has nothing to do with age or ugliness...)

Can't you even think about it? This place is different worlds, probably anything.

Gilberto, on the other hand, is swelling up all sorts of stories about her and her outfit about whether she likes it or not.

I know it's in the middle of a fun talk, but I'm sorry, but I want to move on.

"Excuse me, may I introduce you to the house?

"Hmm? Yeah, if you say so, you did. You're here to see the house. I forgot."

"No, no, don't forget the purpose."

"Never mind. That's not cool when a guy cares about details, is it? Because of this, and you're a virgin?

"Gu......"

The face that came out of those words is made of a grin that licked off the niggardly. Exactly, Douerg. Should I say it's as clever as it gets. It is something that often turns its mouth.

Eventually, following Gilberto, who moved on to Eagle Deep, he was led to a larger house sandwiched in a collective home.

"As you requested, it's a very wide building, isn't it?

"Heh..."

Look around the front door, look up at the ceiling, and let out such a voice. The interior is plated and seems to have been used for a long time since the end, but pillars and beams are also used that are large, and the construction itself seems to be solid. I said it was unique to a well-equipped empire of water and sewers, and the water supply was impeccable.

As the three of us look around the room one way and return to the hallway in front of the front door again, Gilberto asks with a voice of anticipation.

"How'd it go?

"That's not bad. This request has been heard, and it's much better than I expected."

"Naturally. It's all around Atai, right? There's nothing wrong with that."

That said, Gilberto deflects his thin chest and proudly flicks back again.

Then Lefir, who was next door, was somewhere approximate, looking somewhere on the floor,

"Suimei. I'm glad you decided on a good place."

"Yeah?"

Words of blessing. But for some reason, it's not natural, and it sounds like someone else. Wondering how she's doing it that way, Refile says in a voice with mixed upsets as she unnaturally wraps herself around it.

"The next place is where I live."

Where Refile lives?

"That's right. I've decided on the house where Suimei lives. You have to decide where I live next."

"No, why would that be? It's nothing. It's so big, you just have to live with it, right?

"Uh - isn't that, uh... annoying?

That bewildered voice and directed at it are unexpected expressions. Big eyes open. A nuisance is no way she cared about that and made it approximate. What a jerk it was to be out of place, but she seems to be.

"Annoyance, nothing. I was gonna do that from the start, right?

"Really!

Refill asks back in the wind that it is such an unwanted pleasure. Make sure the words out of your mouth are not misheard right now. I walk over to her like that and give in so that the whisper is easy to hear.

(Bye. Keep it that way, it's tough, and more importantly, Refile will have that curse)

(But about that... it's none of your business. Besides, you would have your purpose, wouldn't you?

(Fine. It's a boarded boat. We'll work together on that until we figure it out)

As soon as Shuiming offered to cooperate. Refill suddenly came with a thoughtful hug when he thought he looked surprised for a moment.

"Thanks! Swimei!

"Ooh..."

Refille has those soft cheeks, and they come all the way up to the cheeks. Have you been so impressed? There was no such thing as a human being to help us. Is it impossible to do so if you think about it carefully?

Although this situation is a little embarrassing.

And it was such a fold. From the side, I felt a strange gaze somewhere.

"Mr. Gilberto, what is it?

"Hey, are you kidding me? You hear a lot about toddlers in the alley lately?

"No, I'm not. I'm not..."

Explain that, when you can push the temporarily refill away, Gilberto turns his gaze as if to see even something dirty, and backwards to escape.

"Don't come over here. Release Lephire more and stay away from Atai for more than five steps. And don't get any closer."

"Please listen to people. Misunderstood"

"Only the guy who says that is evil in the back."

"Enough is enough...... so I just made another request"

"Mm... oh, there you go. There is. Follow me."

Out of the way, Gilberto responds with a slight mix of risks and moves slowly to the back of the room.

"... Suimei. What's Gilberto saying?

"Oh, that. Bathroom"

"The bathroom! Does this house have a hot tub!?

Answering, Lephire listens back with an excited voice. On the other hand it was heard, or Gilberto turned around and she responded instead.

"Absolutely. This is the Imperial City, right? When it comes to the Imperial House, there will only be a bath."

Still a proud voice from her. Shortly after hearing it, Refill rushes to Zilberto to fly. And when Shuiming followed them too, there was a bathroom made of beautifully polished stone and plaster. And there's a tub of new or even more wooden.

Hit it with a pom, and Gilberto asks.

"Is this okay?

"Wow..."

When Shuiming chased him, there was a refir there who looked in the bathroom and sparkled his eyes.

Yes, there is no basic bathing habit in the Kingdom of Astel, and until recently it was mostly done with a clean wipe with a steamed hard cloth. For this reason, it seems that a stay in Astel was quite stressful for Lefir, a native of Norsius, who, like the Empire, has the habit of bathing. This is also why Refill wanted to go to the Imperial City early - he wanted to do something about the bathroom tub for sure in the house where he was based, as he also pioneered the watering called from different worlds about it.

Was it a pleasure for a girl who still knew the importance of the bath? Refile seems to have forgotten me in excitement,

"Mizumin-kun, it's a hot tub! It's a hot tub! Let's get in today."

The usual shadow of her disappears, so much so. There's a lot of gap between what was itchy and that, but aside from that.

"I have to clean the room and get a lot of stuff ready, so it's after tomorrow."

"Ah... well. Right."

I heard you couldn't get in today, and Refill is dropping his shoulder and puffing me.

In the meantime, Shuiming felt a strange gaze from across again. And there's still Gilberto,

"... what? Look at people with such dirty eyes."

"Hey Temee, after all, aren't you seriously a toddler?

"I don't think the current course of the story contained any words that would evoke such a perverse taste?

"Refile said he was coming in today or something, right? Doesn't that mean we're going in together?

"Chichi, no! I never meant to say that! I just didn't have enough words."

"That's the thing. I'm not taking a bath with Lephie."

When Shuiming says so clearly, for some reason, Refile looks back with an anxious look.

"... Suimei. Do you not like bathing in the water with me, yes?"

"What the hell, Refile?"

"You don't like it...?

"Huh? No, that's the..."

"Hey you, why are you confused there, you pussy toddler... you female dwarf enemy..."

"So, so! Oh, no..."

Hi, Lu. I can't get around well, Mizumi. There's nothing I can do to keep the water on the raised plate. Warm.

And having been Loricon certified by Zilberto, he gets heavy headed. No matter what, she wants to position herself in that kind of arrangement.

"Ha..."

Look at Zilberto with a tight gaze, one sigh.

... but now that we've got a home to base, it looks like we can finally get to work on the magic team of Yingjie summons. Whatever it takes to study witchcraft, it's the first base on which to base it. If there's no place I can study it, there's nothing I can do. The magic works will have to be handmade from scratch, but if we create a room where we can do a variety of rituals and so on, the research for the return will also go dramatically.

"Hey there pubic toddler, you would have gotten closer though.

"Temee, come on, you legal faulty loli! I know you've been saying I'm not a Loricon!

In the end, Gilberto and I ended up talking in a tame mouth.