Sitting on the bed and stretching his arms, he noticed a bright light coming in from the gap in the curtain.
The sky continued more and more after the rain came out, so I opened the curtain wondering.
âWow, itâs a snow sceneâ
Yesterday, when I returned from the woods to the village, the snow had stopped.
So I was feeling a little anxious.
I wondered what I would do if it rained again.
But apparently that was a concern.
Snow scenery on one side that spreads in front of you.
Is it back to normal winter?
âGood morning, Mr. Druid, itâs snow.â
Get up and move out so Mr. Druid can see you approaching the window.
The windows in this village are a little small for winter snow protection.
Apparently one of the cold measures.
Sure, was it to keep the cold outside from coming into the room?
âYeah, itâs a demon that comes out when it snows, isnât it? Fun. Well, if weâre gonna make a trap, weâre gonna have to pick up what we need in the dump.â
âYouâre going to pick it up at the dump?
â⊠well, okay. Then why donât we have lunch and then go to the dump?â
Todayâs appointment is to find ingredients to trap in the dump.\n
Oh, so what happened to that kid?
See at the foot of the bed you slept in.
Are you tired of playing yesterday or are you still all asleep?
Sora and Frem and CielâŠâŠ is that you?
I donât see a little black slime.
âWithout the black slimeâ
Mr. Druid will also look around the bed and so on, but I canât find him.
When I check the clock, itâs already breakfast time.
âShall we look slowly later? I worried about Dra yesterday, so you should make sure she looks okay.â
âRight. Oh, good morning, everyone. The potion is ready, so eat whenever you want.â
âDonât come to breakfast.â
Mr. Druid is waiting for me in front of the door, so I stroke the heads of the Solas one at a time before I go to him.
I heard a strange noise at the end.
The sound was smaller than the others, but I did hear it.
The two of us look over the room, but theyâre still nowhere to be seen.
Leave the room and lock the door.
Iâm worried about the last squeal, but letâs say hello to the worried dras first.
I hope Mr. Salifah gets a proper thank you too. \nâGood Morningâ
Enter the dining room greeting guests staying at the inn.
Weâve been face-to-face for days now, so we got pretty close.
As soon as we get to our seats, breakfast is brought in.
Mr. Dora gave us a horrible look to see how we were doing.
âOh, I was worried, but Iâm fine.â
âGreat. Yeah, I got some paperwork from the vigilante about the memory of the two of us, and Salifah was worried. I think Iâll show my face later, so give him peace of mind.â
âOkay. Sorry to hear that.â
Iâll drop Mr. Dora off at work and then have breakfast.
Even today, Mr. Salifahâs handmade bread is delicious and he stuck with it too much.
Mr. Salifah showed up in the dining room as he calmed his overeaten stomach after a cup of tea.
And when I came before us, I looked at Mr. Druid and me still and said âGood ~â and a relief look.
It seems to have caused me quite a bit of concern, and I feel sorry for it.
âIâm sorry to worry, itâs okay because it doesnât interfere with everyday lifeâ
âBut you still donât get it, do you? Iâm a little worried. Yeah, why donât we have dinner downstairs today? Because if you eat well, youâll feel safe.â
Mr Druid sees me in Mr Salifahâs suggestion.
I was also tilting my neck and looking at Mr. Druid.
Mr. Salifah laughs joyfully at us for acting the same.
âShall I take care of you?
âGood. Iâll work harder than usual today to make something delicious!
âMr. Salifahâs rice is always great.â
Mr. Salifahâs expression breaks with pleasure in my words.
âShit, Mr. Ivy. Itâs a pleasure to say.â
No, the bread was great today, too.
\nMaybe Iâm, like, looking up a little bit at the age of my kids.
âIâm still small, arenât I?â
âWeâre going to, right? Never mind.â
Mr. Druid strokes his head gently.
It makes me feel much lighter that I was depressed about it.
Back in the room, the potion I had prepared was gone beautifully.
âCiel, you donât have to go hunting yet? Is your stomach okay?
âIf youâre hungry, report it right away. Constraint.â
Well, letâs find a black slime.
Mr. Druid has already checked the area around the bed.
I look a little, but I donât see it.
âBlack slime, where are you?
Oh, where the luggage is? heard from.
I donât know, I think they said no.
âSomehow, youâve got more interesting companyâ
âWith that said, the black stains on the flem were gone.â
Seeing Flem swinging happily when his gaze fits, there are no black spots that were there until yesterday.
⊠Could black stains be the black slime youâre looking for right now?