1.04



　Three steel-tailed dragons landed on a rooftop landing platform, their wings painted on a black background fluttering in the wind.
　Two of the three adventurers jumped down with ease and pulled out a wooden bucket from their magic bag and poured water into it for the Steel Tailed Dragon to drink. They began to take care of Aiki after he had flown a long distance.
　After asking them to take care of him, Woodstock shoved his hands in his flight jacket pockets and headed for the control door that juts out from the roof. A maidservant was waiting there to lead them indoors, more like a fort than a mansion.
　Woodstock was led down a number of stairs and down a winding corridor. It was an inefficient and circuitous building from the point of view of modern earthlings, but perhaps it was an inevitable measure if it was said to be a medieval military facility.
　When I stepped out into the corridor surrounding the courtyard, my vision opened up.
　The graceful courtyard, with its white-plastered walls and jade-green trees, seems to glow in the afternoon light, as previously it had been a stone corridor with little light leaking in through small windows.

　The grass rumbled under my feet with a rustle as I stepped into the courtyard with one hand raised to the maid of honor who bowed. As I walked, I saw stylish chairs, still painted white, on all sides of a round, white-painted table.
　There was a man and a woman there. However, they were not a couple, but rather they looked like a father-daughter age difference. The man with tatted eyes, dressed too roughly in a white t-shirt and jersey and an old cape, is KR (K-Ar). The young red-haired girl with her bare feet dangling on the chair is Red Jade Dragon, who is rumored to be his adopted daughter.
'Ote,'
That's a lie. There are still two knights left in your house!
No, because I could get a king in this wheelbarrow.
Then move the pawn to the side to bring it down.
Yeah.
"My army is full of the best. A turncoat pawn will swing his long-handled spear into the flank of the Jersey men.
I see. Well, that's just the way it is. I'll give you a spade and a queen.
Barrier!
Yeah.
The Queen Barrier!
'Ehh...'
　Judging from the conversation that seemed to drain their strength, the two of them are playing chess or chess today. I couldn't tell which one by looking at the board, and there were cards in hand, such as 'Skip' and 'Draw 2'.
　I let out a snarling "Oh" at a slight distance, not with the intention of intimidating or anything, but with the hope that my opponent would notice my approach with this. Breaking into this air was too difficult, no matter how much Woodstock was in the air.
'Oh, Beard!'
　That's why the red-haired girl, Garnetta, seems to have noticed me. 'You're welcome, you can sit here now! And then he leans forward and points to the chair across from him. In the middle of that gesture, he casually stirred the board to a soggy mess, perhaps he was about to lose?　Although he felt that way for a moment, there was nothing to be gained by interrupting their relationship, so Woodstock said, "Sorry," by way of example, and sat down in that seat.

　The maidservant appeared like a shadow and served Woodstock and KR coffee. In front of the young girl is an oversized chocolate parfait. She is in a good mood for the parfait, and she puts the pieces and cards in the sack at her feet.
When the mustache comes, the snack is served. You should be happy.
That's not very catchy, Gar-Tan. I'm a worthy unemployed man, you know?　You're serving snacks every day.
'And an additional one. That's a gain that can't be ignored.
　How despicable! I'm a gourmand.
　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it. I'm going to break it," she writhes as she thrusts her small white leg into her side.
　Woodstock, who is inclined to go the hard-boiled route at least, feigned indifference in spite of his dismay. I won't disturb him because he seems to be in a fun mood, but it's a pervert who is happy to be kicked by a little girl. It's KR's own defense that he doesn't mean it and just looks like it, but I think it sucks that he looks like a pervert.
　All the guys who are considered top-notch are the worst.
　The guildmaster Isaac of his former guild, the Black Sword Knights, is the representative. His gymnastic subordinate bullying and womanizing was really out of control. It's hardest to say that he probably has no ill intentions. Celebrities have such strong habits that it's a bit tiring to deal with them.
　Woodstock, the guildmaster of the Grandale postal guild, who is now himself one of the most famous people in Akiba, drank his black coffee without even realizing it.

I hear your beard has gone adrift.
　The young girl, who looked at KR, who was writhing, with a cool sink eye, spoke to Woodstock about such things. I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what to expect," he said, nodding his head, squeezing his beard.
"You mean leaving the 'Round Table'?　Yes.
Why did you do that?
I've got a job to do.
　Woodstock replied in a few words.
　The mainstay of Grandeur's current business is the mail. They don't handle packages as much as they do logistics and transportation. A unique feature of Grandeur is that nearly all of the guild's members have contracts with or possess flying summoned creatures. These types of horsemen have given Grandale an invaluable advantage in delivering letters and packages in the Yamato Archipelago, where the roads are cut off and monsters roam.
　At first, it was an incidental job. The quests of the Roundtable, which operates within the forces of the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, vary widely, but when it comes to the defense of the Taijinkai Settlement, the dispatch of personnel, and long-distance escort missions, the exchange of information and the exchange of rare goods is essential. It's the kind of miscellaneous messages you'd expect of a large-scale quest.
　As he repeatedly took on this kind of work as a flyer, the Grandeur name had slowly, very slowly spread. It was in a direction Woodstock had never imagined, and its reputation among the Earthlings was growing.
　There are countless isolated villages in the mountains in this Yamato, where even to get to the capital city, where there is a nobleman to protect you, you have to drive four days through a mountain pass. If such a village was besieged by a goblin raiding party, its fate would be in doubt. Even if they were to defend the village with a rugged reversed bush, they would not be able to go and call for reinforcements. Even to such a village, the Grandale's Steel-Tailed Flying Dragon flies.
　In this undeveloped world with an undeveloped transportation network, there is little way for parents and siblings to know the whereabouts of a boy or girl who has left their village in hopes of advancing in the world. Every year dozens of young men and women leave their hometowns with the intention of going to the capital to earn a living, but it is very rare that they are ever heard from again.
　However, these young men and women rely on the little money they have to send and the little information they have left, and the Steel-tailed Flying Dragon of the Grandale delivers them from the skies to their desolate villages.
　In large cities such as Maihama and Tsukuba, adventurers are often associated with the Black Sword Knights and the D.D.D., who form ranks to defend their cities with invincible skills.
　They are literally the ones who rush in from the sky to bring good fortune to the village. Even with their magic bags, they don't carry much in the way of supplies, and they usually act alone, so they can't wipe out monsters. However, Grandeur's reputation as a guild master and not an adventurer is much higher than Woodstock thought, as he tells us that the village is not isolated and that there are people who can reach us.
'You've been working all along, haven't you?
I left the Round Table to do it all the time.
　It was a decision of high order.
　The members of the Woodstock and Grandeur guilds understood what they were to the people of the Earthmen, and to the people living in the small villages. Now that they understood, they could no longer be bound by the Roundtable and the Free Cities Alliance Eastar.
　Instead of joining the Roundtable or Plant hwyaden, they would remain politically neutral in exchange for taking on the work of both. They would not let the Free Cities Alliance Eastar or the Holy Empire of Westlande get in their way, but would continue to fly for the sake of the powerless men of the Earth in a nameless village. That was the decision of Woodstock and the others.
　They hadn't told anyone of their decision, but perhaps Shiroe of the Horizon of Records had noticed it. He took the trouble to ensure an amicable exit from the group.
　Our rotten friend Isaac might have noticed too. My former boss (Isaac), who has been doing Maiama a favor lately, sent Grandale a large amount of Phantasmal materials when he left the Roundtable. I didn't thank him because he whipped my beard, but that doesn't mean I didn't appreciate it.

''I see. So the beard is unemployed to be picked back.''
It's not.
　Woodstock sniffed grimly as he assured the careless and gaping redheaded girl. Even on their first meeting, this garnetta had torn off a pinch of Woodstock's goatee.
　What was worse was that this world was still Seldesia, and even a picked beard could be restored and regenerated in a fraction of the time. That is, there is no end to the picking. Except for the pain, of course. Every time I'm picked, it hurts amazingly. It's not a joke.

'Well, I'll let you get to that rambling later.
Mmm-hmm.
　Sighing at the pair of resentful gazes, Woodstock takes out a package from his beloved saddlebag (magic bag). There is a package and a heavily sealed letter.
I've got the answer and the package. You're Shiroe, aren't you? He wants to see you at least once.
I see. I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to it.
　A grin twisted the edges of his lips and KR accepted the package from Woodstock. The latest flight from Akiva. The letter was entrusted to me by Shiroe, and the parcel was brought to me by the guild .
Why bother with a letter?　You could've just told me a cautionary tale.
'If it's just me, hey. But if you're going to explain Shiroe's thoughts to others, it would be more convenient to have it all in writing, wouldn't it?
　Woodstock was satisfied with KR's answer.
　Telekinesis is a long-distance voice transmission. It's fast and convenient, but it's not a panacea. Texts are more accurate for complex explanations than conversations, and telegraphy cannot provide the same kind of information as pictures and diagrams.
　This is the same reasoning that voice communication has not replaced e-mail and mail in the world.
　The Round Table and Plant hwyaden.
　These two major Yamato organizations of adventurers are entering a new era. With the massive battle at the Calling Fortress and Saigu's visit to Akiba, they are seeking a new relationship. Although no public statements have yet been made, the two sides are exchanging information behind the scenes. Shiroe and KR are the main point of contact for this, and Woodstock has been present at the scene. That was why it was Woodstock himself who was handling this matter, not the guild members.
''Well, I'll make good on this letter on my end,''
Okay.
　But no further information is needed.
　Woodstock sips his coffee in silence.
　I've heard that relationships are complicated even within Plant hwyaden, and that there is something like a faction within the guild. I've heard that the head of the guild is a woman named Wet Weather, but there are rumors of friction with a woman named Intics, who is also in charge of internal affairs.
　If Woodstock, who had distanced himself from the Holy Imperial Westland to fly in the sky, stepped into it, he would not know what he was leaving the Round Table for. Therefore, Woodstock did not ask how the letter would be delivered and to whom it would be delivered. It was delivered to KR, and that was enough.

--Of course, the reason for this is that |could be eavesdropped ",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,...
　Woodstock listened to KR's murmurings. I don't even want to think about such a terrible possibility.



◆1.05



''Good night.''
Yes, Miss Isuzu.
　Just before dusk in Akiba, Isuzu succeeded in meeting up with Minori.
　We meet at the entrance square of the noisy Yatai Yokocho.
Are you okay?　It was early in the morning, there.
That's okay. I'll be able to sit down and work. And I'm an adventurer.
That's right. You're an adventurer, aren't you?
　Smiling broadly, Isuzu returns to that. Isuzu is surprised every time I notice them, but they are adventurers. They are strong, they don't get sick, they have great vitality, and they are a bit of a superman.
　In the Horizon of Records, Isuzu and the other four are known as the "youngest" group, and Celara's five members spend their days working in groups. At first they were separated because of their proximity to each other, but through the adventures of Raglanda Forest, the bond between them was strengthened, and through the many adventures of defending the town of Chowsi, crossing Boksult, and the Battle of Saphir, they have grown to feel that they are "friends" and "relatives".
　In the early days, Naotsugu, Akatsuki and Nyanta often accompanied me as guards and commanders for the expedition training, but after half a year or so of forming the team, the frequency of their training decreased, and now, unless they are on overnight trips, Isuzu and the others are free to go on their own adventures.
　Of course, since they are boys and girls at this age, they do not necessarily feel bothered by adults' extremely detailed instructions and monitoring. But more than that, with the chaos that followed the catastrophe, the adults - the older generation, not so much in age as they are - were so busy every day that they felt compelled to take care of their own affairs. Isuzu has become a part of the world. Therefore, the reason why Isuzu is doing this kind of activity now is not just filial piety, but also filial duty to the family.
　Touya said, "Let it go! He cried out happily, and Rundelhaus said, "Call it standing on its own," with another boastful look on his face, Serara made a clenched fist, "I'll do it right," and Minori said, "Leave the reporting to me! and journals (Isuzu thinks this is a tearful effort to get more opportunities to talk to Shiroe).
　Anyway, that's how the younger group explored the hundreds of zones in and around Akiba's city and the surrounding twenty kilometers or so, and made daily contributions - namely, collecting materials, trading them, completing quests for the , guild management As a helper, I was doing the cleaning, laundry, shopping, and errands.
　Of course, it's not always a team of five people, and some jobs are enough for one person, while others require an outside helper to be called in from the outside (in fact, it's more common to be called in from the outside to help out). Today was one of those normal days, Minori must have been working part-time as a clerical helper at the , Isuzu was working as a warehouse organizer and vendor at the music store's inventory sale, and Touya and Rundelhaus were carrying luggage and training for an outing to the for battle training. In addition, Celara should have been doing housework at the Crescent Moon Alliance.
　Isuzu and the rest of the team will now meet up for the day's debriefing.
　Unless there are special circumstances, Isuzu and the others make time to meet up on both sunny and rainy days, and talk over snacks, which is their daily routine. An adventurer's body is very strong, but their spirit is not. Fighting monsters all the time, using their production skills all the time, and fighting documents all the time just because they can (Shiroe-san), it's mind-numbing.
　In a world without television or video games, talking with friends is the best form of entertainment, and as a high school girl, Isuzu couldn't imagine life without it.
　The sun was just beginning to set and the air was a bit citrusy. The air was beginning to take on a slightly pale shade of citrus. The hours until dinner were still long enough for Isuzu, Minori and Serara to talk about anything. On top of that, Akiba's "adventurer" life means that there is so much going on every day that there is no shortage of things to talk about. The debriefing was an indispensable part of the job.
Did you buy it?
Yes. ...would it be enough? Here.
''Hmm. I don't think it'll go bad, so let's add another five servings, shall we?
Yes!
　Giraffe (?) Isuzu suggests this to Minori as she sticks out a bottle of drinks from her "magic bag" as a motif. In her magic bag, which has casters, there is a pile of delicacies and breads, such as salted malt-flavored spit-roasted meat and fudgy croquettes.
　I have a particularly important discussion or confirmation work to do today, so these foodstuffs are a necessary preparation.

Alright, let's go!
Yes, sir.
　Isuzu began to walk as Minori, who had counted the details and paid the price diligently, turned around. This was to move to the ruins of the rendezvous point. It was within Akiva's zone, so it wasn't even far enough to walk.
　Once on the main street, Isuzu chuckled and asked Minori.
'You're looking cute today,'
Really?
　Minori is wearing a blouse, a short jacket, a high-waisted skirt and a beret in the style of a young lady. It was a strategy to make her look a little taller and older than her age, a strategy Isuzu coordinated.
"And so, Minori,
How the hell did you get to be a member?
How are you and Mr. Shiroe doing, Uriuri?
　Minori's face turned bright red and she twisted her body in embarrassment as she poked it with her elbow. Minori's embarrassment is really cute, Isuzu thought.
It's not that. It's the same as usual.　
Are you looking good as usual, Agent Minori?
Shiroe-san he's always been good looking.
　Hohoho, hmmm. As I stared at her like that, she was slumped over with her cheeks dyed and her arms and legs flapping.
Minori is so cute. If I were a man, I'd take her as a bride.
　I couldn't help but hug him.
　Hmm. This is force majeure.
　It can't be helped.
　Isuzu enjoys the feel of Minori while thinking about that. It's soft, smells good, it's warm, and most importantly, it's the right size. Isuzu thought that Minori was much more girlish than a scarecrow-type girl like herself, who was only thin and thin-fleshed out, but Minori was much more girlish.
'It's a bargain!
　That's why I voiced my inner thoughts.
It's not true. ........I'm always pulling Shiroe-san's leg.
"Strong and single-minded!
　Yes, I am brilliant today, Isuzu thinks.

　The alleyway from the Log Horizon's guildhouse is the one that leads from the main street to the back alley. There are several vacant alleys in this area. If it were the Earth world, it would obviously be a parking lot, surrounded by decaying wire mesh.
　In many cases, there are the ruins of small buildings in between the vacant lots. In terms of height, they're about five stories high, and according to Naotsugu's commentary, they have the atmosphere of a multi-tenant building that used to house a parts shop and a maid cafe.
　This kind of section is slow to be redeveloped.
　Huge building ruins are being repurposed with the intervention of large guilds, while the smaller ruins in the center are being adjusted for collective use as inns and bars. However, these mid-range plots on the periphery tend to be left behind in that trend. Small abandoned buildings with no floor space are easy to use for guilds of around ten people, such as the , but guilds of that size are often absorbed by large companies and are rapidly being eliminated. On the other hand, for a guild of one party size, that is, about six people, even a small ruin would be too much to hold.
　Furthermore, in the vacant lots between the ruins, it is not uncommon for people from the countryside to come out of the countryside or come to do business with the 'earthlings' to stop their boxcars and set up tents.
　Rundell House has been consulted by such caravans, and Isuzu has accompanied them on several occasions. It's not that the area is unfamiliar to them.

''The Minori squad members are.
Yes, sir.
I think we should push harder. As a member of the Isuzu team!
You're a member of the squad after all.
　As they walked down the rough, but cluttered and crowded back road like that, Isuzu continued to communicate with Minori.
'That's it!　I'm usually the one who coordinates Minori's fashion, right?　This is already the captain of the Minori Cheering Squad!　What would you do if I didn't tell you to be brave!
I'm a captain...
　Minori's cheeks are still stained and her mouth is still agape, and Isuzu speaks passionately to her.
You know, we get together and stuff. We went shopping together. You know, we'd go shopping together. And brushing her hair. That kind of ... skinship?　Shiroe-san must be so insensitive that Isuzu team members think it's necessary to do something like that.
Like Mr. Rundelhaus and Mr. Isuzu.
What?
　Isuzu was taken aback and looked intently at Minori's face.
　Why is Rundelhaus coming up?　The question of "What is it?" is slowly being painted over with understanding by remembering what I have said.
　It sticks - and maybe it does.
　We could go shopping together - not shopping, but shopping. But there is.
　When you buy and eat half a meal - you want to taste it, don't you?
　I'll brush your hair for you - you'll be embarrassed if you don't get out of bed.
No, it's not like that.
　This has become an unfavorable exchange. Thinking that, Isuzu swept her gaze. The fact that she had done such a thing even though she didn't have that kind of relationship with Rundelhaus, maybe Minori had seen her that way, and it was a little embarrassing.
(I lied, I'm sorry. I'm incredibly embarrassed.)
　Isuzu scrambled her head to break things up.
''Ah. Rudy and I--me, my ally!　Yes, my beautiful doggie and my beautiful buddy!　That's not the point, Minori.
　To conceal her embarrassment, Isuzu spins her arms around to check them with a loud voice.
　From the outside, the situation is that both of them are turning bright red and talking loudly to each other, but it's a charm that neither of them notice.
'Anyway, Minori, you should go on a date with Shiroe!
Date?
　Fortunately, the momentum seems to have fooled him.
That's right. It's a date. Aggressive!　Otherwise, I'd be a clunker like those sisters!
Yes, sir.
　It was all force from there already. He shook Minori's shoulder languidly and managed to make her nod her head. ........Of course, Minori's date with Shiroe wouldn't solve Isuzu's problems, but Isuzu was satisfied just to have escaped the somewhat embarrassing pointing out in front of her.
　Minori and Isuzu's. And of Isuzu and Rundelhaus.
　The soft and gentle time was supposed to last forever.




◆1.06



'You're late. Miss Minori.
"Hey. Rudy.
　Despite the content, a cheerful voice came from inside the ruin, and Minori and Isuzu entered the abandoned building through the half-destroyed entrance, where they had to bend down to enter.
'I'll take your stuff. Sister Isuzu.
　Touya appeared from somewhere and received the Isuzu paper bag, and the group entered the floor in the western sunlight. Waiting for them were Serara, who was now closer to them than her classmates, and a couple who had come to Akiba from afar.
'We got it all right!　Five servings plus five!
Come on. Calm down.
　The two of them started eating the spit-roasted meat at a great pace from the package that Isuzu produced, their puffy tails wagging violently from side to side in excitement.
''How did it go?''
He ate one meal, collapsed, got up again and collapsed.
　Touya responds to Minori's question.
'Hmm, this could be a full-blown clunker.
　When Isuzu shrugs its shoulders and continues, Rundelhaus, who looks a bit troubled, interrupts with an excuse.
It's a good thing that you're able to find out that they're an 'ancient species' by looking at them. --You will be able to see that the elite of the Izumo Order is such a....

Phew!　Ritka, it's mine!
You can have your meat there.
That's not meat, that's leftover skewers!
Munching, munching, it was delicious. Ma'am. Now it's good for the thigh. Go get it.
Come on, Litka!
　The two of them were facing each other, fluffing their tails, but Celara was the only one to intercede with a troubled smile, saying, "There's more to come.
　The two were girls from the Wolf Fang Clan.
　They're in their late teens or so, right?　He looks older than Minori, but I'm not sure if he's older than Liese. That's the impression I get. The girl called Lelia has Midori's hair and sunset-colored eyes. The girl called Ritka has Midori's hair and morning glow-colored eyes.
　Both of them are wearing light armor, mainly cloth, and their fluttering designs look like some kind of folk costume. There was a lot of exposure here and there, and the magical crests that looked like tattoos running across the bare skin that peeked out gave them an exotic vibe. It would be too hard a costume to wear on Earth, but in today's Akiba, it's a pretty spirited piece of equipment.

　Minori and the others consulted in a whisper, with the two men fighting over meat at their sides.
''Minori. Have you told brother Shiroe?
'No..... You looked really busy today. I don't want to bring in any more.
Well, it's not like anything happened.
　Isuzu is quick to chide Touya, who has a troubled expression on her face.
　It's about two days ago that I picked up the sisters... Lelia and Litka were lying dead in the wooded area of the Isle of Harmocross, consuming all the food that Minori and the other younger siblings had found on their hunting trip in an instant. From what I heard, he hadn't eaten anything for two weeks. We took the sisters back to Akiba, where they had fallen asleep in a ruin, carrying blankets and food back to the place where they had slipped into the ruin on their own, eating and sleeping for a second day.
　I picked up the fallen man and took care of his food, as it were.
　That's all there was to it.
　Minori and the rest of the youngsters are still underage by the standards of the Earth world, but in the Yamato world, Minori and the rest of the youngsters are almost considered adults. Not only do they earn a regular income from hunting monsters, but they also use it to provide bedding and food.
　As long as that's the case, it's not something to be blamed.
It's a good idea to let them know about it as soon as possible. --They're an ancient species.
　Rundelhaus, whose usual jovial and fashionable demeanor was thin and hard looking, crossed his arms and said so.

''Hey-sama. Nee-sama. The pears are gone!''
Only for nothing?
'I'm going to miss you very much without dessert...'
It's an uphill battle.
Neither of you have any pears?
It's gone. I'm sorry.
You can't have two!
　Phooey. Phooey.
　There was a hint of two people puffing their tails behind them as they talked seriously to each other.
　Rundelhaus, who had taken on a stern expression, maintained that mood for about ten seconds before he gulped and dropped his shoulders. 'I'm talking seriously, and it's these guys, for God's sake!' is probably the expression on his face.
　Rundelhaus sighs tiredly, and Minori, who saw the situation, also feels guilty, though it's not like she did anything wrong.

''Hey there. Ritka is Ritka-Mohur XXVIII. 　Please continue to take care of my food.
　Finally, after the meal was over, and perhaps that completed a few days of energy replenishment, the prettier of the two girls, the one in the pretty hat, raised one hand with a big smile and introduced herself. At first proudly and pompously, and for some reason, she eventually bowed her head in polite language.
'Idiot. Bakalitka. I'm really sorry. I'm Lelia Mohur. I'm the guardian of this no-good sister. I'm really sorry, but due to the disappearance of the road bank, I'd like to ask you to continue to take care of the food.
　The girl, who is apparently my sister, and whose legs are heavily exposed, also introduces herself. This one is a trembling plea, fearful from the start, but at the end it's a trembling plea while holding a large purse upside down.

'I'm going to ramble on, but where shall I begin?
　Touya, with a genuine expression on his face, turned around.
　Minori shook her head and turned it into a reply. I don't even know where to start asking. The words of the two girls who have eaten more than ten servings today alone are full of strange things, even if I've only heard them a little.
　I don't know what it means to be an empire, but what does it mean to be underground and honored in eternity?　If you're an honorary emperor, don't you have another emperor?　It's kind of a big deal, but why is that emperor here?　Why is my sister the protector when she seems so high and mighty?　Why a bogus wallet?　How did I lose my travel money? (One could speculate that this question may have been erased by the cost of food.)
　The key question, namely, is the "ancient species" true?　Where have you been?　Why did you come to Akiba?　What is the purpose of the trip - what is the purpose of the trip? Before I get to that question, I'm going to get lost in the snow due to mental fatigue.　
'What are your allergies and food preferences?
　It was Serara who seized Minori and Isuzu, who were pulling back in a way, and asked, completely unabashedly.
'It's a good question. Ritka can eat just about anything that tastes good. Mikan and Doria are her favorite. I'd like the meat to be medium, please.'
You're a liar. You can't eat watermelon.
NeNezama said that if you eat watermelon, it will sprout from your belly button.
"...and the bitter melon?
Bitterness!
"I'm sorry that Ritka is selfish. But we'd really appreciate your help.
　With that word, the sisters puffed out their tails again and huffed and puffed threateningly at each other. However, there was no sign of anger, and they looked like they were just frolicking with each other. They seem to get along very well with each other.

'Could they be clowns?
"Clown" is a bit of a stretch, isn't it?　A comic, maybe?
　Rundelhaus and Isuzu whisper to each other, but Minori slumped her shoulders to ask, saying it was no use.
''Well, Lelia-san ... and Ritka-san,''
　I called out to Lelia as the main one because I had a hint of hope for the key word in her words, "protector," and I had the intention of avoiding any further derailment of the conversation.
'Yes, what is it?'
　With a hopeful, but sour expression, the two older sisters nodded their heads to Minori. Her deep green hair curls around her shoulders, making her look older from Minori's point of view, but she doesn't look too far away from him.
'Where did you two come from?　Why go to Akiva?
It is, sir.
"Gastronomic tour (tabewaiting)...
Not that!　Well, I was with my sister in a little bit of a cavernous place, but I think I slept through it.
Yeah.
　I try to follow the story, passing off Ritka, who thrusts her hands up in the air and interrupts the conversation of Lelia, who is intelligent when she speaks.
When I woke up, my bedclothes were gone and lumps of earth filled my vision, so I rushed to the ground. I was shocked. I was hungry.
　As usual, there are many points in the story that make me shake my head.
　Isn't that a state of being buried alive, with clods of earth filling the view?　Or do the ancient species hibernate in such a state?　Minori has no prior knowledge of this, so she can't distinguish whether it's normal or abnormal at all.
　The only thing I can tell is that Lelia's cheeks are stained and embarrassed when she tells him that she's hungry.

'There was something that appealed to our sixth sense as we searched for signs around. Something is wrong. There's a disturbing feeling. This is to the east.
Feast!
No, there's evil here!　That's the instinct we had, and that's the journey we've been on.
　Really?
　Are you sure?
　Should we believe it?
　Ehehehe.
　I heard the murmurs of my friends behind Minori. I can understand the feeling very well.
　However, it was also true that they didn't have enough information to deny it if it was explained that way. What should I do in the future?　If this was the start of an incident, it would not be too crazy to think so. Minori nodded at one point and told them.
'It's already late today, but would you like to come to our guild house tomorrow?　I'm going to ask Nyanta Team Leader to make you a meal.
　Buhn!　The two girls nodded in agreement, their ears perked up.
　A visitor came to the Horizon of Records. It was the secret beginning of a new adventure for the city of Akiba.