Mira was immersed in plenty of water and fully indulged in its comfort. But after a while, I realize that it's not enough. And Mira thought. I wonder what I'm missing right now.
"... this"
I looked around thinking, and Mira immediately understood what it was.
Something that wasn't enough. It was a wall right next door. Though it was only expanded for the tub, it was originally a shower room full of both of us if we let them in. I can't even flatter you for the size of it. It is now that there is just space in the tub. Needless to say, the bathroom is small.
Moreover, in the case of the previous Mira, when it comes to baths, such as a luxurious bath in your own room on the tower or a luxurious bath in the royal castle, a luxurious individual bath in a high inn, and an inn bath, etc. When it comes to bathing experience, I think, it can be a medium universal history.
As a result, Mira felt inadequate, even though she was bathed in a place she would not normally be able to bathe in.
The primary cause of this is the sense of obstruction. I didn't care about it in my home bath. That's what was causing Mira to feel cramped now that she knew about the luxury.
"If it was a window around here, it would have been different..."
Mira stares at the white wall right next to her and squeals. In addition to the narrow things, there were no windows in the bathroom with far sight. That is why the sense of obstruction has intensified.
Residents are girls, windows in the bathroom on the ground floor, etc., which would no longer be like telling a pervert to peek. But Mira, who was not alert around, wanted more than anything else to enjoy the bath.
That is the time. The next moment Mira thought it would be the best temporary if there was a window there. The whole mansion swayed out unexpectedly.
"What?
Is it an earthquake? Where Mira thought so, the change appeared. As the wobble grew, the wall next to Mira began to distort greatly.
What is this? Sometimes the Spirit Mansion has just been contracted, and we do not know the details. For this reason, I have no idea why the current situation is, and I wonder if Mira was angry because she thought it was narrow, etc.
But it wasn't. The Spirit Mansion wanted to live up to Mira's wishes.
At the same time as the sway subsided, the walls were turning into large windows. Outside a window with no light. There was a black earth covered in darkness at night and brilliant stars spread throughout the heavens.
"Ooh...... After all, this starry sky is stunning."
Countless stars that shine at the end of the sky without being disturbed by anything. Mira slowly re-immerses herself in the hot tub, realizing its infinitely felt expanse of the sky.
"You made me windows on purpose. Thank you, thank you."
Mira mumbled as she softly touched the window.
If I wanted to, I could see that the structural part of the Spirit Mansion was well accommodated. This means that the Spirit Mansion can be freely remodeled by mood.
Knowing that, Mira chuckles as she imagines when the Spirit Mansion grows bigger in the future. My Home for Dreams and Hope. That everyone might be able to realize the ideals they yearn for.
"Baths are good, after all."
Enjoying the bath for an hour or so. Fully satisfied, Mira finally rose from the bath and left the bathroom behind.
Mira wiped her whole body with a towel and just wore her pants like that for now. In the great nickname of cooling a lit body, I don't wear anything else, picking up the shiatsu and cooling box.
"Which one...... Oh, it's cold in the kink!
The bottle kept inside the cooling box was surprisingly cold and was indeed about to be drunk.
"Again, when it comes to taking a bath, I guess this is it"
Mira takes the bottle, takes it, which says' coffee milk ', and smiles furiously.
Drink in the best environment, a cup of hot water. Mira was purchasing for this purpose, daring to be a staple in money and water, etc., not in the general household.
It is Mira's aim to taste the emotions of money, hot springs and other travel by this coffee milk, keeping the home bathing relief of the Spirit Mansion intact.
Mira had purchased many types of coffee milk for this time. Yes, what Mira used to indulge in and carefully select before bathing was which coffee milk to make.
And this time, Mira's first choice to drink at the Spirit Mansion was "Coffee Milk at Blobel Plateau Ranch".
Others include "Royal Coffee Milk" sold by luxury hotels, "Morning Squeezed Extra Intense Coffee Milk" made from milk squeezed first thing in the morning on a nearby ranch, and "Coffee Milk Flower Stars," like the sweets produced by the contest's award-winning pastry chef. And such as' Selected Coffee Milk ', finished by a top barista who is gentle on people and tough on them, who never compromises.
Only Granlings, where many people gather, Mira had found quite a variety of coffee milk alone. And I was buying all of it. For this time.
"Here too, the view is amazing."
While opening the coffee milk lid, Mira walked over to the large window and looked out to make sure it was brought there. From a window pointing in a different direction from the bathroom, you can see a river flowing nearby. The river was glittering and brilliant, illuminated by the light of the stars and the moon.
You deserve the first time, it's the best night ever.
Cheers to such a night scene, Mira gently places a bottle of coffee milk on her lips and tilts it gracefully.
Keep your feet shoulder-width apart and your left hand on your hips. That's because it's not something you do alone. One person has a way of doing things alone. That's what Mira is now made of. Drinking wine, confronting coffee milk sincerely, and savoring it deeply and slowly, is the true taste of hot coffee milk.
"Hmm. The incense of coffee spreading halfway in my mouth. And most importantly, the smooth tongue and richness of the milk, which is unbeatable by the strong flavour of the coffee and firmly highlights its presence. After all, there's no hassle in the ranch notation!
Mila glances gently into the sky and distracts critics with her decision face.
It's Mira's theory, no detachment to ranch notation. Such as raw caramel, cheese and sausage, led by classic ranch soft cream. Food produced on the ranch is delicious no matter which one you eat. It is an argument that emerges from such a rule of thumb.
Brovel Plateau Ranch. This notation alone is already delicious. With that in mind, Mira goes on to say, "Brilliant harmony" and so on, turning the bottle gently. It is completely coffee milk sommelier in spite of having no experience comparing drinks to each other in a busy way.
Though, a pinch of sommelier in his pants, while doing that, he was thoroughly indulging in hot coffee milk. Whatever you're saying, I'm sure it's delicious.
So with the best cup, Mira wrapped up the day with great satisfaction.
Not sooner or later, just around the middle of the morning, Mira woke up. The morning sun is softly plugged in through the window, creating a decent yang in the room.
"Mmm, good morning."
Mira felt a pleasant awakening all over her body, while she stretched out her body and rose. And blurry like a little while, then slowly start the morning shift.
"Well, what's the mood like today?"
After adding for and showering, Mira finally wakes up, sitting in the middle of the room and thinking about what to do.
Its content is the most important breakfast menu at the beginning of the day. It is a luxurious concern because it was buying the dish in large quantities.
"Hmmm... let's make this and this and this one more"
Thinking is weak. Having finally decided on the menu, Mira relaxed and enjoyed her breakfast with a long idle view from the window.
The breakfast of the day was a delicious bakery specialty sandwich I heard from the housewife on the way to Granlings. Apart from the classic egg sandwich and ham cheese sandwich, Mira adds a teriyaki chicken sandwich there and eats well in the morning.
All this was only recommended by the housewife to go, it was very tasty, especially the Teriyaki chicken sandwich, which seemed chunky and juicy, yet so excellent that I wanted to go another.
"I still feel like this is the right way to use the item box."
A freshly made sandwich that will last forever. Having flattened them and had a satisfactory breakfast, Mira goes on to grab a drink. It's a malt drink. Now Mira drinks it, it was a chocolate and milk addition to the powder of malt, a dish that could rightly be said to be worthy in the morning.
It should be noted that this malted beverage is a recommended dish from a passing female adventurer. He's also a famous sweet shop in Grand Rings, and he's already established himself as a morning staple. It's the same store as Coffee Milk Flower Star, by the way.
"Lately, I feel really healthy."
Mira laughs contentedly as she ascertains her healthy body. Does your body shape change depending on your diet? That is unknown, but so far it has remained ideal. When I eat too much, I get puffy and swollen, but I don't know what else to do.
Mira, who had thus tightened her breakfast, finally got dressed and began to make arrangements for her departure.
"Um, ready"
Having finished dressing, unpacked and ready to leave, Mira makes sure she doesn't forget her stuff once and for all now. And when I finished making sure it was okay, I followed the Spirit Mansion through the door.
Note that if you are leaving, it is faster to return the Spirit Mansion as it is, even if you do not answer the door. But to do so on purpose, there was a reason. By knocking on the door, you increase the feeling that this is the beginning of your adventure.
And the other thing, above all, Mira, sometimes liked to see the Spirit Mansion from the outside.
"It's good, really good. After all, the Lord of every country and castle is a dream. Spirit Mansion, My Home...... My House. Plus, you can move every house. This is my house. Oh, that's good."
My Home. It's your own sanctuary that most comforts you. Everyone dreams of a man, one point of arrival. Mira is no exception again, and the thought of serving the Spirit Mansion seems to be one.
And on endlessly sprawling meadows, a pompous spiritual mansion. My home where you can go home anytime you want, as long as you have a place. This overwhelming advantage would draw a line with someone else's My Home. Even nobles and royalty shouldn't have this kind of myhome together.
"See you next time, please."
The only one of our castles. Besides, it was recently remodeled and bathed. Yes, my home is still evolving.
Mira cheeked at the Spirit Mansion as she gave thought to the infinite possibilities she had yet to see, before gently sending them back.
"Well, we'll be there by the end of the day."
Having mapped the distance to Haxthausen, the destination, Mira considers the accommodation over there. My home is good, but also a one-off inn to visit on a trip.
With that in mind, Mira walks over to the wagon that was stopped by the river. But it is the next moment.
"hey... whatever it is..."
I saw something snarling around the wagon table. Mira shuddered her shoulders, stopping perfectly and gazing at it.
It was in the form of a person. It was all wet. It was like a drowning body launched.
An unidentified creepy being. But if you look harder, there is only one characteristic, and confirming it, Mira muttered, "What, are you here already?", stroking her chest down and lifting her guard.
I saw the glow of the Spirit in the clear blue hair of its existence. Yeah, I don't know. It was a spirit.
With that in mind, Mira recalls yesterday's conversation. It's a conversation we had when we summoned Words Lambert.
WORDS LAMBELL, Spirit of silence, on Sanctia, the weapon of the Holy Sword. And the Spirit of Water, Antine, we met in the same place as the two of us. The only thing she wasn't on a subpoena then, sad, is outside the mosquito nets of the Spirit Network.
ANRTINE that after talking about the matter yesterday and finding out that it was possible to make duplicate covenants with the power of the Spirit King, he immediately turned to Mira.
Apparently, in just one day, we've caught up so far. Nevertheless, I guess I hurried and forced myself to, the look of it bursting asleep with all my might and snagging into the wagon was still like a drowning body.
"Hey, are you alive?
First, Mira walks over to your table and tries to shake the shoulders of the spirits that snapped there. The face I glimpsed at that time was unmistakable in the antine I met at that time.
But you're wearing out too much, she's asleep like mud, and she's not going to wake up a bit or softly.
"Well, what's the matter..."
Now that duplicate covenants are possible thanks to the Spirit King, there is no reason not to do so. However, in this state of affairs, the contract is a pre-contractual issue.
Shall I wait until I wake up like this? Even so, as far as the current situation is concerned, I don't know when it will happen.
Now I just want to get dressed and gather information as soon as possible before I confront Fuzzy Dice. As it is, waiting for the awakening of the Antine is barren.
Then should I be forced to wake you up and sign a contract?
But there's no way Mira could have done that to Antine, who came to me to sign the contract after being forced to drain me so far. It's also a matter of wasting time like this.
After thinking about it, Mira decided to leave together. And he dragged the antine into the wagon from the door of your table, and laid a futon in the corner, and laid it on top of it.
"You'll be surprised when you wake up."
In the wagon when I wake up. Depending on the timing, it's on the sky. Mira looks forward to the moment just a little while she prepares to leave. Even so, all Mira does is go outside once and summon Garuda.
When Mira activates the subpoena, Garuda shows up from the magic formation. And Garuda was summoned and immediately lay down before Mira, as if to show loyalty. The figure is truly loyal to the minister himself.
It's a pleasure to meet you today.
Mira gently strokes Garuda's nose tip in gratitude for her loyalty.
Mira has never forgotten to thank me like this before. There was something to talk about in the game days, but now that it's a reality, it's already taken for granted.
I'm just glad you could help me out like this, Mira.
And when it came to Garuda, he stood up as if to respond to Mira's words like that, letting her spread her wings wide. Extremely colorful wings, arguably the symbol of garuda. That was just how proud I was to say it.
Mira and Garuda. The relationship between the two interwoven in the past was profound, and Garuda, at that time, pledged her allegiance to Mira. irrevocable benevolence, and reverence and longing in the breast.
Because of that relationship, Garuda was proud of her role in carrying Mira.
I'll take care of it.
Staring satisfactorily at the figure of the reliable garuda before returning to the wagon, Mira lowered her back to the fixed position in front of the window, looking at the flowing river and meadow.
That's how the wagon slowly floats up, as if Mira had predicted where she had settled down. The slightly audible sound of the landscape is cool, and the rising altitude of the landscape is something you can see again and again.
Outside the Japanese-style room, which at first glance has nothing to do with it, the sky is high. The spectacular scenery that nature wanted was a different luxury.
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