After our summer vacation at home, we returned safely from our parents' home to our employee dormitory on the outskirts of Wangdu.

"Oh, I think I'm home."

I'm about to nod to Celia's words, too.

It's a weird story even though my parents are overwhelmingly longer to live in.

"So is the fright. Huh-uh. I'm tired of moving the carriage, so I'm gonna take a nap."

Mary yawned and disappeared into her bedroom. Why, it's a mystery that 'The Fathers of Nostalgic Nightmares' get tired every time they travel, but it doesn't have anything to do with being physically fit or anything?

"I guess I'm getting a little tired too. Celia, I'm going to take a nap, so will you wake me up in about 30 minutes?

"I get it. Then I'll clean the other room until your husband wakes up."

"Nothing. Take it easy on Celia, too. I think it's hard to cook from today, too, and can't you do it at Wang Du's store today?

Serlia is too much of a worker, so if you don't put in the elements you don't have to work occasionally, you could be overworked.

"But on these days, I'd like you to enjoy my handicrafts."

Make sure you overlap your two hands, Serlia says. A little gesture is still cute.

"Ugh... well, I'd love to eat Celia's hand cooking too... I mean, that's not a good way to have an overly sweet relationship..."

"But I'm not that strange because I'm your husband's demon."

No. It's going to be debated normally. But this place haunts your heart? To make it easier for Celia, I went out to eat.

"Wow! What, this!!!!!" Mary's voice echoed.

The great demon clan screamed, so something terrible must have happened. Me and Celia are moving to Mary's room right away.

By the way, me and Celia's room and Mary's room are separate. There are privacy issues, but there are times when you can't put your bed so much in one room.

"It could have been a cockroach or something."

"Speaking of which, when you saw the pheasant, Mary said you couldn't just have the pheasant and the cockroach."

Though, I'd like it to be for some other reason because I'm shocked if the cockroach comes out.

When I opened Mary's room, I saw a door in the back of the room.

There should be no room behind Mary's room. I know the structure of the building, too.

"Is that it? What do you mean? Even hallucinogenic purple magic...?

"That doesn't look like it, and it looks like there's an entity. I mean, at some point, there are more doors..."

Mary had a look about half full of surprise and anger.

"Who the hell did this unauthorized construction while straw was gone...? I'm gonna have nightmares about being interviewed live and oppressed all month long."

That's a nightmare that's going to sharpen your spirit in plain sight. The tough thing about oppressive interviews is that even if you pass there, it's not usually the same company environment at the point where you come to oppressive interviews. So as of the compression interview, the hassle is confirmed, so even the tension goes down.

There was a time when there was a certain demand for violent heroin even in the novel I was reading, but that was forgiven because heroine is cute (note that there was also an orange man character in the novel that women read about).

If a guy like the face that smashed the oak comes violently, he's just a killer, and his chest is tempting. It's just a hassle. Compression interviews have that kind of hassle.

I'm out of line to talk about the compression interview, so I'll undo it.

"Um, Mary, by the way, did you try to open the door?

Serlia is probably the calmer of all this.

"Yeah. Not yet. If it's like it's connected to another world, you're in trouble, aren't you? If you know you live here and you're selling fights, you might be quite the enemy."

I see...... Can there be such a risk?

"Well, we'll have to look into it carefully."

"But I'll look into it carefully, because it's still a hassle, so I'm gonna open it."

Shit.

"Hey, you're gonna open it in the end!

Even if you know the risks, just tolerate them as they are? It's a strong-style that you can do because it's Mary.

But nothing went wrong, especially.

Because on the outside of the door, there was only a very ordinary, almost identical style of room spread out to Mary's room.

I just don't feel like killing the landscape or living. There's just a bed, a desk, a light that lights up with simple magic, and in a nutshell, the impression is that it's a room in an inn.

"It's a common room."

"Yeah, I think I'm a common room too"

Serlia said, "Why don't you check from the outside?" So I went outside and looked, purely for one room, and it was built.

For one thing, I found out it wasn't magic or anything, but how could I do this?

"Today is the day the president is supposed to be at work, and I'll go ask him"

That's the fastest.

By the way, Celia and Mary are also free, so I followed you.

"Ahhh. I was, I was! I'm telling you, I forgot. I'm sorry."

If President Kerkel tells me I'm sorry, I'll have to forgive him. The problem is the reason.

"Why are there so many more rooms like that? If it's a service, I'm happy with that."

"Look, we talked about someone named Arienol since September in the mini study abroad system."

"Oh, yes, yes. You're going to learn in this company for a while."

Arienol is a so-called self-employed black wizard who eats rice with black wizards for generations in a place called the Morco Forest. Exquisitely pompous, but there's something I don't hate. And then we did Sabato together...

"I thought about what to do with that Mr. Arienol residence, but I was wondering if it would be nice to have more of that employee dormitory to live there ~. So, I took that form."

"" Yeah, yeah, yeah! "" Oh well. "

Celia seemed to have a little fun with me and Mary shouting amazement.

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