Magical★Explorer

Yusuke Tatsune is heterogeneous.

Being a made-up night, I'm not in a position to pick a contractor. Some angels are in a position to choose from, but I'm basically unlikely to be located on the lowest level of Angel Karst.

In it, it was bad in some ways, and maybe good in some ways, that Yusuke Tatsune signed with herself.

Originally, I should be basically out of touch with the average person because it is normal to contract with a dungeon master or equivalent.

However, I was able to make a contract with Yusuke Tatsune. That must have been unlucky in a way. Originally, I used the magic of knowledge copying, incorporating knowledge for dungeon management and master assistance. But Yusuke Tatsune is obviously not on the dungeon administrator side, but on the dungeon attacker side. It's like my most existential thing has been denied.

But the contract is the contract. The contract we had once was absolute and there is no doubt that a definite path between me and your husband is connected. Therefore I have to be your husband's faithful maid night.

I also worried about what would happen. According to the transcribed knowledge, the Made Night series is as much a substitute gear as it is and is often not treated as basically important.

But isn't your husband trying to treat me like I'm on par with myself?

Though I have deliberately tried to conjure up various things to explore your husband's tolerance, your husband is not angry for some reason. Well, there are some parts of it that I joked about with a little lighting.

In the meantime, your husband never got mad. Instead, it was returned with a sharp scratch of funny artist face loss.

To be clear, that was a lot of fun. When I could build the best trust that I could say crap to each other, my knowledge was there. Besides, even though it hasn't been long since we met, your husband has a verse he trusts in this one.

I don't force you to hear what I don't want to say. Well, if I may say so, your husband as well as I could be in danger.

But why would your husband trust you if we haven't met in a while? Strange.

I got worried the other way around and said good things I didn't have to say. I told your husband how to use it that would otherwise be used, and I told him quite a few things that were inconvenient to me. Well, I didn't have to tell you. I would have found out later.

Apparently, your husband has fantasies about angels. The lowest layers of angels are often treated close to slaves when it comes to the human world. I regretted the moment I told you that a little bit. What will happen to my treatment in the future? I wondered why I dug my own grave.

Surprisingly still, your husband seemed to treat me dearly.

I was rather sympathetic. Let's get this straight. Compared to other maid nights, which are in the knowledge given, it may be good to say that the treatment is the highest.

Most importantly, your husband seemed to need me. For those of us who are made, that's the best word in a way.

The fact that I was able to make a contract with your husband was a happiness without any more.

One thing that surprised me was that I had more than one wife candidate. I meant to joke about it, ladies and gentlemen, so I don't know what to say anymore.

It's just not all good. There are a few things that I doubt.

The same goes for the dungeon that drew me in as soon as I could. Your husband said he saw material about the dungeon, The Ruins of the Shadows. But if you have the dossier, I'd like to ask why the dungeon hasn't already been discovered and why you haven't brought the dossier itself, but I wouldn't dare ask because I didn't seem to want to be asked. If you want to tell me, tell me. Let's wait until then. However, as far as I'm concerned, let me ask you something.

And at the entrance to the dungeon, forgive me for being plugged. But, you know, all this makes sense to me, too.

I think there's something wrong with dedicating used shorts.

The dungeon master who made this dungeon is out of his mind. Why do you dedicate three shorts to putting them in?

Well, then I was bored, but I managed to get into the dungeon. And then he knocked down the boss, and it was when he approached the crate. There was a problem.

Cancer and Master Rudy's feet break in two. When I thought it was gone, your husband was jumping into the hole.

Your husband stood up and protected Master Rudy and the others. But instead, I became null myself. I was heartily relieved that it wasn't a fatal trap. And at the same time, I resented my own fuzziness.

Apparently, Lord Rudy and his husband, who stood up and helped him, had no words. If I were in the same situation, I would be.

Then it took me about ten minutes to finish washing your husband.

I have to reflect deeply on the fact that this time it was my mistake that made your husband suffer such a sight. I should have been cursed by your husband. Yet your husband insisted it wasn't my fault, and praised you for relying on me.

And most of all, I was glad that you thought it would be fun to talk about our crap. I was happier because I thought I might be the only one enjoying it.

Well, I can't even be happy. We said we could get a holiday someday, so we have to enhance trap detection that day.

With that in mind, we moved to the chest.

Master Rudy tried to open that chest, but it looks like a password has been set. But your husband seemed to know, so I'll ask your husband to open it. But how do you know the password?

Well, there were five rings in there. As far as gems and magic are concerned, the four intermediate attribute enhancement rings would have an elementary effect. The elementary ones are less capable I still can't appraise. But your husband also seems to be looking for your abilities, so cut your sleep and work out. I'm glad I've been training my bow all night, and it won't hurt to keep working out.

Now, what I learned in Hatsumi's words is that my values and those of your husband seem to deviate from yours.

Your husband looked like, 'You're not worth that to a four-class ring'. I'm going to see what I thought later, but I'm sure.

I thought it could be a snake, and I didn't dare say anything, but it's not that good for dungeons. My knowledge says so. These would be intermediate class items.

It also seems we have to assume that it is not the values of me or your husband that are common in this world, but the Lyudi and the others. Then the conclusion to be drawn is….

Thinking of it, your husband has given me a ring of fire attributes. Apparently, your husband gets the least rare ring and hands out the rest.

Although Master Ludi and the others paid the price (shorts) at the dungeon entrance, I understand that it was your husband who discovered the dungeon and solved the mystery.

That's why I was surprised to get such good stuff.

What is the discrepancy in perception? Does it also have such consequences?

That discrepancy also leads to an increase in your husband's ratings. Are you doing it for me, unconsciously? Actually, you're after him, aren't you?

Either way, that's just great, sir. Be conscious. Be unconscious. Four at a time. A ring gift must not even be possible for a number of playboys. Well, I know it's not a proposal.

But as far as Master Rudy was trying to sneak up on his left hand pharmacopoeia, even when it comes to the proposal, he may not be able to say it's a mistake, though. I looked at that sideways and was about to do it myself, not to mention the snow noise.

Well, we were both rethinking and filling our right hand pharmacopoeia.

Of course I filled my left hand pharmacopoeia with grandeur. Naturally. Don't look at me like that, you just have to fill it in with dignity. If you want to appeal to your husband, I would advise you to be more direct. Please apprentice Master Hatsumi.... No, Mr. Hatsumi is too straightforward. I was also stunned at the beginning.

Speaking of which, why was your husband behaving suspiciously since he left the cave? Something especially when you are called out by Hatsumi, Lyudi and Snow Sound.

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The night I got home from the dungeon, your husband called me.

Are you at your service? I asked, apparently not. I told you that I was always open to it and decided to ask you the real question.

"Are you going to the dungeon again?

"I want you to follow that"

I don't want it, come on. But I don't mind.

She told the Huayi family that her husband would always take a safety margin, and she had permission to enter the dungeon for the two of us. I see it's school day tomorrow. That's why Hatsumi and the others don't follow.

"There's something I really need to do right now..."

"With all due respect, why don't you pinch a little break? I've been going to the dungeons lately."

When I said that, your husband snapped his neck with his right hand.

"Yes, but you actually have a goal you want to accomplish... and I want to do my best to do it now"

"Is that what you want to accomplish?

"Oh, actually, you want to get under the sky."

And I said that in embarrassment, so I decided to try and tear it up for now.

"No way, are you a funny artist?"

"Why not! You're not a comic genius and you want to take the heavens, it's magic, magic!

"Oh really..."

"Why are you losing your temper!

"Actually, I thought you were aiming, and your husband and I were thinking about combining names,"

"Get ready! By the way, what's your combo name?

"Yes, considering my name and your husband's, I was wondering if Nanami Revolution was"

"I wonder if it even contains the words" Yusuke Tsugayin ". Where was it considered?"

"I have no choice. Let's compromise with the thought of a severance and make it this way. Nanami Extreme......!

"I knew I wasn't considered, was I?

My face burns unexpectedly.

Really, I enjoy your conversation with your husband. Be nice, handled well, and just be happy together. What the hell more should I want?

Apparently, the goal you want to accomplish is to be strongest. And he wants you to help him.

So, as I have said many times, your husband doesn't understand the contract.

You always do me a favor when I say I have to do anything as I say if ordered. You know, nobody responded to the accumulated knowledge of maid nights like this, right?

If you ask me with such a naughty attitude...... I guess I'll just have to do everything I can to help.

"You don't have a choice, when you're strongest, you practice your stories well, do you?

"Do you still drag laughter"

Your husband returns to his room smiling bitterly. For a moment, I went into your husband's futon and warmed it up, I tried to do something, but I just stopped. I'll be in the dungeon again tomorrow. I want to do a little training.

Now, you're a futuristic western husband with intense backups of people around you, but if you're feeling it, you're that woman.

I don't know about anything, but I'll keep an eye out. If you're a husband, you might say you can't help but laugh bitterly at what you've done. I have no choice.

It just doesn't seem like an enemy from what we've talked about. You swore to me that you were "on your husband's side" or "not to the detriment". In the first place, but I'm telling you she likes your husband. That's why it seems safe.

But its existence is isolated from ordinary people. How can you be here? No, there's something wrong around here in the first place.

Really, what's going on around here? There is nothing similar in my knowledge.

Sooner or later they'll talk to you with your husband, but that's not now.

But I have to make sure your husband doesn't have it.

That's why let's be careful.

Tsukuyomi School of Magic, the Dean of the School, Hana Yi Na.