𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟕: 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
Yesterday was fun.
Despite all the hustle, the maids were calmly getting their work done.
They wipe my body with a cloth wrung out in herb-infused water.
It’s the second day, what should I choose today?
Actually, it’s inconvenient because there’s no selection bar.
Well, that just means there’s a lot of freedom.
Let’s check if there are any NPCs in the game.
In order to make my activities advantageous, I need to earn money.
I still have the pocket money I got from the Old man.
However, considering my senpai’s actions, it seems that alchemy costs money.
I have made a small amount of gold and platinum (about the weight of five gold coins) by irradiating mercury with gamma rays.
I didn’t know how many days the half-life was because it was unstable, so I put it in a lead vase until it stabilized, put it in a jar, and buried it in the garden.
Speaking of which, I haven’t dug it up yet.
For the time being, I will search within the school, and then expand my search to the town.
In the near future, I will find a gold mine in the royal capital.
I sit in front of the mirror with my shirt on.
Kukkoro-san combs my hair from behind.
She has a serious expression.
Indeed, it’s an elegant movement trained by the empire.
She removes the hair stuck to the comb and puts it in the waste basket.
Elegant. . .
“Faah!!”
I’m surprised and smooth my hair with my own comb.
“Ah.”
Kukkoromaid-san is surprised that the hairstyle she had carefully arranged is messed up.
My lifelong friends are scattered mercilessly on the palm of my hand.
One, two, three. . . thirteen, fourteen. . . there are so many!!
I snatch the basket from the loli maid who is tidying up the sheets. The tragic sight of my comrades attached to the pillowcase.
I realize something.
Damn it!! What have I been doing!!
I used the dantian below my navel to expand my magical power, which gave me powerful magical power and a robust body.
And it also nurtured my big, great, and unruly son below my navel.
The sensitivity is good, and the maids are very happy.
The excess male hormones were. . . killing my friends.
My. . . comrades. . .
The loli maid speaks to me, who is in a state of orz.
“Um, did I do something wrong?”
“No, sorry, I just realized that I made a wrong choice. It’s okay, I can still get it back.”
That’s right, they’re still growing, I can’t waste these comrades.
Magic is great, I will definitely save both!!
My unruly son and my comrades. . .
🔹𝐀𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦 ― 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝖎𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 “𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬🔹
I head to the dining hall with despair on my back.
In the morning, the meal is simple, and when I sit down at the table, the waiter and the wagon come.
They serve food on the plate.
It’s just tea, bread, soup (salted meat and onions, herb flavor), and fruit (apple-like pear).
Looking around, everyone is eating quickly, putting only the pear in their pocket and leaving their seats.
The wagon rushes to the empty seats and clears the dishes.
I see, everyone is busy with their studies, so the morning is a battlefield. . .
It’s a sight that doesn’t change even in a different world.
There are some people who eat elegantly, but they eat at a decent speed.
I finish eating when I see the maids added to the wallpaper of the dining hall.
It seems that they have finished their meals and changed their clothes.
The loli is in a school uniform, and Kukkoro-san is in a servant’s outfit.
I’ll take the pear. I put it in the magic storage.
I stand up from my seat and send a sign to the maids with my eyes.
We meet at the exit of the dining hall and head straight to the school.
I had a dormitory lunch box for lunch yesterday, but today I will eat at the school cafeteria.
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