"So, what do you do? Match, do you want to continue?

Kupikupi shook his head in my words.

"I'm distracted. This time, I'll miss you."

I mean, it seems to be called an invalid match.

Well, to see how this girl is doing, I guess the magic is still there.

If they continue to use ancient sorcery, it is visible that it will be a terrible battle, as it will be impossible to prevent it except with an inch using the Holy Spirit field.

I knew very well that I still couldn't beat an ancient user.

This should be considered a harvest.

If you can make it "No Competition," it's your word.

But then, there's one problem.

Originally this battle was meant to remind Nipanipa and Kupipipipi.

I was going to have my liver chilled for lightly betting on the water jewel.

Specifically, I was going to make a fake water jewel and smash it right in front of you, but that's ruined, too.

Well, since Watercolor seems to be relieved, do we have to make it good?

Mim jumped out of Mr. Nipa's arm and came right in front of me, bowing her head.

In its hands, the treasure ball fits securely.

"Thank you, brother......!

"Oh, yeah. It's a lot different than I thought it would be."

Because I haven't been able to correct the part about lightly betting on treasure balls, I don't think it's the right thing to be thanked for.

It hasn't been a fundamental solution in the first place.

From behind me smiling bitterly, a loving voice sounds.

"Yes! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Apparently, my sister, whose creative work is over, jumps out of the water color house.

I thought it was made of muddy water and the craft was held in my hand.

"Fee, if you run with your hands blocked, you're in danger!

"Phew, we're done! Huh, good luck! I want you to look at it!

I'm not listening.

Isn't it dangerous?

Embrace My Angel before it falls.

Well, even if I fell, if I cushioned the muddy water I'd just remembered, I wouldn't get hurt.

"Hehe...! Phew, you stuck with me! Glad!"

No, you're not.

Because it's dangerous, I just held it first.

But should I stroke your head?

"Nor, Phee. You said you couldn't run, right?

My mother comes out of the water house, chasing after me.

But Fee, who wants to show me what he created as soon as possible, doesn't even look like he cared.

"Phew, this! I made this!

"Which one...... what the heck!?"

It was Mejed who created it.

But it's not just Master Mejed.

Oh, my God, I'm on a horse.

And I have a weapon.

(Master Mejed, do you have a hand...?

As if he were a brave knight, Mejed, who rode, was holding the stick......

The design of the stick was very wild, not cylindrical like the stick of the Earth world, but a gotten sloppy design that trolls and orgasms were likely to wield.

... Why is Mejed equipped with something like this...?

"Hehe!? It's very exquisite to do!? But it's an unusual design!

Watercolor is in a hurry.

Well, normally, you're confused, even if they show you this stuff.

"Ko, this, was made by Phee?

"Phew, I'm good at this!

"Huh! Awesome......!

"Fuhi-ju...! Huh, that was awesome! I'm a little happy!"

No, yeah.

Well, in and of itself, it's amazing.

Especially with the texture of the stick, I feel obsessed with restraint.

But I don't know sappily why you tried to make the mejed you rode.

Ah......

No, in the first place, you didn't use a hella or anything, just a hand job, you made this...?

(Hmmm. Still, that's a great talent)

Fee looks at me with a full face.

"Yay, I'll make this our patron saint!

I wonder if that's possible...?

I don't think my muddy water will last forever.

As the ice melts, over time, in time, it will become mere water.

Originally, I was forced to pervert it.

"What is this? What is this?"

"Looking good! Looking good?"

The Colobockles are attracted to Master Mejed and begin to hold back.

Fee, in a better mood, nevertheless began to be diagonally proud, without bragging about his own making.

"Heh heh heh heh, more awesome! I can make all sorts of things! Fun stuff, I can make a lot of it!

Have you been pointing water at us...?

"Really? Really?

"Are you having fun? Fun?"

Colobockle and Watercolor started looking up at me with their sparkling eyes.

Please don't.

Don't overestimate, really.

"Build something? Make it?

"Something to play with. Something to play with!"

"Yep! Don't pull on straw! Don't climb!

Damn right.

Now it's hard to say that there's nothing I can make...

If I had to make you something, it wouldn't fit.

"Brother, it's amazing......! That" fifth line "was also a very interesting game......!

"What's that? What's that?

"Master Mime, tell me...? Tell me?

Like a wave to return, the Colobockles walked away from me and packed it in water at the same time.

It feels like it's moving with interest.

"Al. While you're at it, why don't you make him something?

Even my mother makes that easy for me to say.

Well, alongside Fee, 'cause you're bi-perfect for overestimating me, this guy...

"I don't care if they say that... Is there something about to be an ingredient or something?

"Dozo..."

All of a sudden the water sperm showed up and put something in front of me.

What is it?

Are you going to put pressure on even the water concentrate?

"Is this...? Paper and wood, or...?

Probably the original on this island.

Sturdy paper that seemed hard to tear and light and hard wood were placed gossip.

If you're on paper, you have no idea how to make it.

It looks and feels, "Oh, paper," I suppose, but how do I describe it?

It's a papyrus-like material that has been powered to fold, leaving a shadow as a plant.

The wood is well dried, and when you tap it with your fingers, it sounds good with the cone.

But somewhere, bamboo-like, it was a material I didn't know about.

(Is it easy to process..)

To see the innocence of the Coloboccles, even the nasty ones are going to be delighted.

Only in that respect, I can go easy.

If this is a sale to the Chamber of Commerce, it will be seriously acclaimed.

Well, there's money hanging over there, so it's obvious.

"Do you want to try?"

It's good to see the power of Charles Essen, a Patchmon inventor that most people don't know.

When I took out the knife, I began to sharpen the tree.

Ooh, this is a good material that is easy to process.

If it's in the human world, it's gonna sell, right?

The Colobockle mage, who was playing the game until just now, peeks in from the side.

"You're used to it...?

"Well, I learn woodworking on a daily basis."

"Huh? Why do magicians learn woodworking?

It's up to you to put a job in your hands.

In the future, I have to feed Phee and her mother.

Sharpen the dust and trees.

The paper is shaped to a specific shape, mindfully powered and securely fixed to the shape. Remember the shape.

"Uh-huh. I want something like paste or tape..."

"Dozo..."

Even then, the water sperm leaves something behind.

It's in a small plate. It's a viscous liquid.

Maybe it's pasty.

Can you make something like this?

Or is it the product of Holy Lake, like the muddy water Mime had?

Whatever, now you can make what you were thinking.

"And for the record, I did it."

Two things I made.

Most of them are tilting their necks without knowing their purpose, but Phee, the head of overestimation, is sparkling his eyes.

"Yes! What's this? Phew, I have a good feeling...!

Yeah.

This is ridiculous and fun.

Not for the first time.

Because it's a story item, that's it.

"Put it in your mouth, blow it?

"Yeah! Huh, I'll do it! I'll blow it hard!

It's not something I try to do.

Phee includes the timber part of 'it' in her mouth.

...... oh.

With proper purification, it's safe for your child to put it in his mouth, isn't it?

And.

Pi ~, Pi ~, Pi ~...

A dumb noise sounded.

"Hahaha! What is this!? What is this!?"

"Funny!? Funny!

The Colobockles make a scene.

Yeah, that.

He said, "What are you doing?"