Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from th

"I'm glad... But that doesn't come true either. Um, Cat, will you listen to me, my selfish troubles..."

"If that makes it one of the cat's favors, ask again and again. Because our lives are enriched."

"Ugh...... then don't hesitate to talk to me. As a matter of fact - stopping in the eyes of one, daughter-in-law, without daughter-in-law, the priest is also involved, it's a sudden story..."

Sister Cookles is a priest but a beauty.

There will be motherhood, character and saintliness, so much so that the fringe discourse was too late.

"I see. They're nobles."

"Yes......"

She groans in the dark.

If you don't feel comfortable, you can say no. But the human world is known as the world of clumsiness.

"As a Sister of the Cathedral, can you live much wealthier than living in a rental house?

"That's why I said selfish worries and the first thing I said. That person is in a very high position and can certainly be wealthy...... But you will stay away from the work of the diocese...... I like this job and I'm proud of it."

Although there are many maidens who dream of marrying nobles, they have not offered what they wish to wither as sisters.... Cookles is a strange person.

"Are you sure you want to hear their names?

"Dear Sarasar, I am your uncle, about forty years old..."

"What about you?

"Pfft, will you listen? Twenty-four this year."

"Oh, it's a long way off, is it Loricon"

Proposals from my younger favorite uncle nobles, I'm finally starting to understand that Cookles is bothering me.

"If you are a nobleman of a high rank, there is also a way to save the weak with their connections and wealth. Just because you're getting married doesn't mean your life is over. And enough to make Sister my daughter-in-law, you'll see."

As long as you just grow old like this, you may be happier to live as a noble lady.... if the other person is a decent person.

"Yes, Master Salazar is a fine man. Every time I come to Lehm, I will be in the diocese, and I will go down with a long prayer. Even before that, we donated 3,000 gards."

"It's also a matter of unnecessarily difficult conditions to turn down."

If you push evil, you can also take that you silenced a diocesan official with a large donation.

If you look at it like that, will there be no more escape routes for Cookles equal?

"Thank you, I told you, it looks a little neat...... Well, maybe you should try to get along with it."

When we get back, we'll ask Barney about this man named Salazar.

Barney is a former knight, a man who was at the bottom of the aristocracy. I'm sure you know about the rumors.

"If you don't like it, you just have to run away. It is not in the development of Lehm, but let us welcome you. Because you are a benefactor to love."

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I bought a new copper deep pot and a net at the blacksmith to bake eggs, knives, thongs, iron skewers and fish.

You can ask Bernie for wood products such as servants. For my dear Horrix, you'll stick it out.

Now you've finished all your shopping.

No, it's not, there was still an array left to never forget.

"I'd like to ask you one last time, but my daughter says that she wants something as hairy as mine."

"Oh, then why don't you give him a gentle hug? I'm home... Ugh."

"Oh, no one would be convinced if such a hand were not… but still a shapely one"

"Then the cat hugs you with the gift, this is it"

I refuse such embarrassing Nori.

Cookles seems to be close to Patia and her taste, and she said she expected me to come up with a good snack......

"Pfft, please don't look like that. I'll put a little price on it, but I know good stuff."

"Is that true? Oh, good, I'll leave everything to you now.... Oh yes, I actually had one more question"

I was asked to use another one.

I was anxious to make good contact, so I'd appreciate it if she knew something.

"Don't you know an intermediary named Tart? Anything is commonly known as the Night Runner Tart. They're active in the old town..."

"Mr. Tart in the Old Town... I know if you run an antique shop, but when you become Mr. Tart in the Night Runner..."

"Oh that's it, it's probably the guy. Good, please let me know where the store is because it's rough."

"Yes, of course I'd love to. ♪ So shall we go buy your child's souvenir, fuzzy, but mundane ♪ Speaking of which, what's your child's name?

"Patia Electrum, my daughter, human."

Sister Cookles was the best answer as a shopper, and I'm sure Patia's souvenir of her choice.

I broke up with her with the best gift, and decided to finish every remaining Barney's request.

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Meanwhile, Patia...

"Cat, I wonder what you're doing... The town, oh... the town, oh... oh, Patia, the cat!!

Bernie told me later, that Patia was rough in front of the lake by then.

Surrounded left and right by Horrix and Barney, they said they enjoyed fishing amicably and loosely.

"Bubba Bubba Bubba Bubba Bubba! Cat, souvenir, welcome back! Kunsai, full, make, come on! Patia can't let anything happen to the town..."

"Patia is such a sweet girl... Yeah, to the instructor, if you donate the fish, you can't go wrong..."

"You know what, I guess that's just a big cat...?

No, I'm a cat human, just another creature resembling a cat.

Goblins and goblins are different things, like cobolts and lycanthropes, guns and guns.

"I don't know, Bunny. Cat, it's not just cat. Fluffy, fluffy, sardines, cats! Ha-ha-ha, a souvenir, a smudge - I don't know - I don't know, I'm excited!... Oh, shit, dude!!

That day, he said, the catch was nearly forty big fish, including the big Samone, thanks to the lack of me going to Bowes on the ground.