We jump from the transfer recording stone on the fifth level to the transfer recording stone in the camp.

"Dear Leme! Dear Ex! You're both safe......!

Mr. Mal welcomed us with a relieved look.

... Well, Mal personally, with me and Mr. Ex asleep, everyone else returned once.

"Thank you for your concern."

"Thanks to Leme, I managed to get back. Yeah, I'll have to report it around there."

"I got a brief report from someone else... it seemed like a tough trial"

"Well, that's right..."

"You just have to keep your heart strong."

Black chick says.

- Right. That's fine, it's hard.

I'm the only one who can see this guy now.

The Spirit can choose who he is and who he shows it to.

The lump of light looked like everyone else, but the black chick was only for me.

Even spiritual contractors do not see the covenant spirits of others.

Do spirits not engage with each other unless they are specifically aware of each other?

There's a lot of things about what you call spirits.

That being said, I can't say anything. I guess so, I'm sure.

For one thing, it seems unlikely that Shadow Spirit or Light Spirit would bother to show up and tell Mr. Ex and Mr. Arthur about this guy.

... Nothing. I'm not going to hide it, so I'm going to talk to you later.

"What, don't you admire the power of secrets or something?

- The Holy Sword is obliged to report to the state...

"The human world is cramped."

- You're free, but you're looking at that cramped world.

'Haha, sure. Infinite freedom is pretty boring, isn't it?

- So, the original dungeon?

'Thanks to you, I enjoyed it. You found it too. "

Unexpectedly the sigh spills.

I wanted to keep my face in the village before I could make a detailed report.

"Right...... the villagers were diagnosed by doctors and [White Devil mentors] and then sent to the village as no problem. Once again, please reassure your family and the village."

At Mal's behest, a carriage will be available.

"So, I'll tell Mr. Lemme too..."

"Citrine's coming ~. It's bad for Malcolm, but I don't want to talk about my dreams."

In the middle of Mr. Mira's words, Mr. Sitley raised his hand.

One hand is raised while the other hand is gently gripped in front of the chest. And one leg was also gently raised.

"Oh, really? But so am I."

"Master Mira is breaking through the trials quickly, isn't she? I'd like to hear more about it if I can.."

"So, but..."

"Daijitsu Mira-chi. Lemé-kun has a citrie."

That said, Mr. Sitley takes my arm and heads outside the tent.

"Uh... Mr. Mira. We'll talk when we get back."

"Ugh... yeah, I get it"

Mira seemed to regret it, but she didn't eat any more.

... I guess it's because she noticed, too. to Mr. Citrie's discomfort.

"This kid's dream, you want to know?

- That kind of thing, because you don't have to.

"I thought you'd say that."

Sounds like a fun laugh.

Could it be like this all the time?

"No way. I don't peek in the bathroom or anything."

........

"In it, because I will watch over you like any other spirit"

On second thought, isn't it private time in the full sense that the Spirit Contractor is watching over his life by the Spirit?

In order not to make humans aware of it, they may not show up unless called upon to do so.

I don't want to get involved, I want to see the Spirit. My chosen human life.

If helping me make the person's life more interesting, they'll sign me up.

"Yes, I gave you the Holy Sword so that your life would be interesting, too, yeah."

"Not as bad as Mira, but I was worried, right? Leme, it's late to wake up."

Mr Citrie says, pointing his lips.

The conversation with the Spirit cuts up and returns consciousness to Mr. Citrie.

"I'm sorry, I was worried."

"Eh. Wouldn't that be a good time?

To the top, Mr. Citrie turns a teasing grin.

"... right. Thank you for your concern."

"Leme is honest, isn't she, sweetie?"

"haha......"

We will speak to you and then we will board the carriage.

Run out and then resume the conversation.

Before that, remember 'Don't listen to this conversation' to the Spirit.

"Well, this one has this kid's dream and what he was thinking with his heart, even though he knows it all?

- Still, no. I don't like eavesdropping.

'... mmm. Hmm, I'll make you say, "Good to see you, buddy" one day...!

Saying that in a deliberate tone, a black chick flies everywhere.

I don't know if I need that production, but let's just believe I didn't hear it.

"Wasn't it hard to dream... fall out?

I knew we'd be talking about this. I expected it, should I say?

Because Mr. Citrie's condition has been a little, weird since the breakthrough of the trial.

Besides, her trial breakthrough was a while before me.

Unlike Mr. Fulcus, Mr. Arthur and Mr. Mira, who broke through early with Mr. Merlin, he would have been quite in his dreams.

"Right. In my case... I spent about ten years. It was so comforting that I couldn't get out of it for a long time. From around the Demon King's Castle offense, it wasn't. Oh, I was an adventurer in my dreams, too, me."

By the way, even after spending ten years in my dreams, it was only a few hours since I entered the fifth floor when I went outside.

"... I get it. Leme, right? You're an adventurer. You're a brave man."

With a smile, Mr. Citrie smiles.

Things aren't the same with her, who's always been aware of cuteness.

By the way, something peeks.

"We talked about Citrine before."

She's a winged, little leopard sub beast. the ability to transform, and the ability to reproduce it is sufficient to reproduce it to the ability of the subject. It can't be anything, but its strength is as it was shown in the Battle of Reid.

He deserves to be entrusted with the Four Heavenly Kings of Demon Castle.

She's a lover of cute things. I like the look of the dreamer, and that's what she always looks like.

"You talked to me before."

"Citrie in dreams is a dreamer from the beginning. Citrie just pursued cuteness and lived happily ever after. Models, idols, actors."

[Black Demon Instructor] and [White Demon Instructor] are treated coldly in the adventurer industry.

But for example, [White Devil Mentor] can heal wounds, so if it's a medical relationship, it's a lot of deductions.

In that sense, [Black Demon Instructor] is a [Position (Job)] who is also being treated cold in real life.

Crushing doesn't work. Even the option of being almost the only adventurer feels painful to move on.

In that regard, dreamers can be difficult to get a job on a racial basis.

Because the average person can't tell if their charm is what it is or whether it's amplified by charm.

Of course it's illegal, and good dreamers don't do that, and they don't have measures...

It's easier to avoid dreamers from the start because there are so many different races.

Beautiful looking, racially untrustworthy dreamers have a choice of positions, and so on.

Mr. Citrie's profession is real, but it's hard for the dreamers to even want it.

"I really enjoyed it..."

She couldn't tell anyone else.

In the sense that I was trapped in a dream, there is Mr. Ex, but there will be times when I am a friend.

To the other four, he instantly escaped the charm of his dreams.

Neither Mr. Ex nor Mr. Citrie think he's weak.

Even I... when my heart was strong, the master praised me.

Besides, the Spirit also said.

You just have to keep your mind strong, you know.

The strength of the mind is not fixed, but what goes up and down.

Mr. Ex got his troubles poked, me and Mr. Citrie... had them for a long time, he got his ideals poked.

"How... did you get back?

"Hehe, that's it. There was a Reid battle on the video board. Everyone but Citrie was working hard. Look, Lou was out then, too. With Leme's ring."

"Right."

My real self managed to remind me of reality in my dreams.

I guess the result of the hard work of Mr. Citrie, who lived an unrelated life with Demon King Castle, is video board (TV) footage.

"So I thought. I have everything I wanted, but I don't have anything important here."

She met the Demon King...... Mr. Lucy and had him hired as a demon.

Everything I got there wasn't in the ideal world. She's not a monster.

"Oh... I was the same"

"Yeah, but it was a lovely dream... like everyone else, I didn't think I needed it..."

Mr. Sitley puts his head on my shoulder. [M]

"Right..."

"I wonder if the reality is that you get everything you wanted and everything that matters..."

What she's trying to say, I know. I know, I think.

"It's hard because you didn't get what you wanted, because there are people you could patrol,"

I wanted to be [brave].

But because it's a reality that I couldn't be, there are people I met.

Even in a life where you don't get what you want, what matters is what you can do.

"Pfft. Right. Citrie thinks so, too. Because Citrie isn't really cute about herself and she's a jerk, but I'd rather not see Lou properly. That's why I think he's back."

After all, she's a strong heart.

"Me too, I was depressed when I became a [black demon mentor], but it was a pleasure to be friends with Mr. Citrie by entering Demon King's Castle."

Mr. Citrie looked up and looked at me cutely.

"Leme, that's what I'm talking about"

"Huh."

"Damn, it's a bunch of people. Oh, boy."

"Uh..."

"But I wonder if this time. Because Citrie is the same. Mira, Fu, and Leme,... and Mean, but Agarez, they're important friends. Reality is better."

That's what I said, and Citrie laughed nicely.

"But it was a good dream. Ah."

Now put your head on my lap.

"... Idol, did you want to be?

"Idols are cute, aren't they? Citrie likes to be cute.... Well, there's gonna be a lot of trouble with real life idols, but I still admire what I admire."

"I don't know what to say... Mr. Sitley would have been able to become another species and go for idols..."

"What, it's Ya, the dreamer is the cutest"

Mr. Citrie responded immediately.

I nod quietly at that too refreshing answer.

"I see, then you have no choice."

"Hey."

That's how our trial ended while it didn't affect or affect the challenger's mind.

They're still accepting challengers, but the investigation team will come together in the direction of not going to the fifth level.

"Are we done talking?

It was almost simultaneous with the return of the black chick and his arrival in the village.

When I showed my face in the assembly hall, Mr. Canary held me tight.

"Reme......! I was worried because it was late......!

"Sorry...... thanks. I'll be fine."

I also talked to Mr. Hawk and his parents.

Mr. Canary looked at Mr. Citrie and said, "Cute! He shouted," You're cute, both Mr. Citrie and "Hey. Leme's sister?" "Yes! I'm Leme's sister!" What a conversation, "Mr. Hawk scolded me for" not lying.

Everyone in the village thanked me - surprisingly, there were threesomes in it - and everyone, including me, returned, so I decided to dissolve them for a moment.

And everyone who leaves the assembly hall will look up into the sky.

For when the sun was out, for a moment, the village was covered with great shadows.

Soon it cleared up, but we're surprised at who it is.

It was a dragon.

Some people were about to panic, but I raised my voice to reassure them.

"It's okay! Because that's not a wild dragon!

The belly of the dragon was hung with a cloth indicating his affiliation.

So that what's on the ground can be immediately discerned.

- "Dragon Express".

Famous for being able to carry huge amounts of luggage at once and quickly.

Plus, he's a high-ranking adventurer, and sometimes he spends money on trips at parties.

But how could a dragon like this...

Everyone in the village would be surprised if they used the route a lot and... I haven't heard anything about Mr. Mal asking for it.

Hmm?

Watching the sky, I notice something.

Dots in the sky.

No, something, something. No, is that... is that a person?

"Hiaaaaah"

What a cute scream I hear.

Apparently, two humans are falling.

One is a man, and so is a woman as to cling to its back.

Or the man was - [Flaming Brave] Phoenix.

- What are you doing?

When he sprays fire and slows down, he kills the impact perfectly and lands on the ground.

It was [Hunter] Lily who pounded off his back.

Phoenix watching everyone since I woke Lily up.

"Guys...... oh, lemme! You're safe!

I saw Mr. Canary.

"I texted you. But if she did, hehe, I can't believe she came on the dragon."

That being said, Mr. Canary ran out and held his son tight.

... No, well, it's about my hometown. Phoenix would also have a right to know.

You must have been filming offensive footage far away, so you jumped on the dragon after work.

"[Cleric] Him?"

A black chick says that.

"No, you're a brave man."

Squeeze small.

Again, that looks better on Phoenix.

I approach my best friend. [M]

"It's late to come"

When I said that, after being pompous, he laughed.

"I'm still in a hurry."

I guess.

We looked at each other and laughed.