52-46 Luciel I notice what I lacked.

'Oh, wow! Then what is this? Oh! Oh, I don't have much of a vocabulary~. But it's awesome.

I was playing with the transformation mirror dresser, unaware that such a voice could be heard outside the room.

It's not going to store your underwear, but it's the kind of thing that transforms your undergarments and armor into your avatar's clothes when you save and load them into the dresser.

It's easy to use, first of all, when you touch the mirror with the hand of the registered owner, the coordination number is displayed on the mirror, and when you press it, the items of registration, deletion, and transformation appear.

When you touch it, you can register, erase, or transform yourself. You can transform yourself into any of the coordinated patterns you've registered.

You can register only ten patterns, but you can also store clothes and armor in the same way you would put them in a magic bag. It was a system that allowed the user to instantly put on and take off the items stored in the bag and transform.

If this technology exists, wouldn't there be photos and projectors and the like? I thought so, but apparently not, so I'll give Toretto some feedback on that next time.

'As long as the default is set to this holy dragon outfit and robe, it should be fine...?

But here's where I came to the realization of an important fact.

'Huh? ...Only three coordinated with the default?

I was thinking back. After I entered the labyrinth, I wore almost the same clothes, the same clothes because of the cleansing magic. Yes, even the underwear would be clean with it on, so it stayed on.

''Huh? Maybe I'm filthy... no, I'm cleansing, so maybe I'm not filthy, but if I'm going to travel, don't I have enough food, clothing, and shelter?

Most of the clothes I got from everyone in the city of Meratni were torn or torn in the battle with Master Brod, so I brought in three sets of gauzy clothes from when I came to the church headquarters. After that, I got a church robe, three sets of armor sets, including the items I bought for the labyrinth, and this holy dragon outfit I'm wearing now.

Two of the armor sets were pre-registered, but the only thing that actually increased was the full body equipment I got at the 40th level.

''Wait. Come to think of it, my hair was still tied up and my beard didn't grow a thin layer of hair, so I didn't care, but I... haven't even cut my hair since I came to the church?

From that point on, my thoughts on food, clothing, and shelter quickly sped up.

The cooking in this world is done by Guruger and her aunties, and the rest is eaten at the eatery... I haven't cooked once since I came to this world.

I'm sure the dwelling can sleep anywhere as long as I have an angel pillow, but in the future, we'll have to move around, and I've been told we can't just use the carriage, and I have to think about the safety of Forenoir (who I'm already ready to take with me).

........we only have a year and a little over a month left, you know? Huh? Oh, no? It goes by so fast. Besides, I'll be going around the world as an S-class healer, but wouldn't it just create a new fire to be a wandering healer for the sake of healing when you don't even know what's going on in a normal healing clinic?

Starting to get impatient with the fact that I was completely indifferent about food, clothing, shelter and work, I take out a piece of parchment from the magic bag and write down what I think I'll need to do from now on.

'Get a grip, me. There's a difference between being dyed in another world and living in another world and not making use of what you've cultivated in your previous life just because it's another world.

My first year of working taught me to have a schedule, take notes, and greet people properly.

It is said that whether you practice these things or not, you will grow up at a different speed in the future. In this world, we don't have the means to communicate information like newspapers and TV, so we have been neglecting to do so.

I'm not that smart, so why didn't I notice such a thing... I take a deep breath once and change my mind.

'Soo hah. I can always feel sorry for myself. Let's do some solid reflection. But for now, let's move on, even if it's just one step further.

First, I need to prepare for the journey, and then I need to assess the current situation in the healing hospital. I went straight to the Adventurer's Guild first to discuss this problem.

Whenever I went to the Adventurer's Guild, it would be treated as a whimsical day of holy change and patients would be brought in. And also the elderly.

After receiving the blessing of the God of Holy Change, just by hanging a heel on the old man after receiving the blessing of the God of Holy Change, the blood circulation and the cartilage and bones that seemed to have been worn away were repaired, and he walked home without his walking stick, even though he couldn't walk without it.

I was quite surprised by this, as were the people around me who were watching, but they were able to dismiss it as the fact that the recovery magic of the Holy Transformation was different with him. It's fresh in my mind that I cried in my heart.

''Whew. Then everyone, please be careful with your injuries. It can be life-threatening.

The people in the area high heels thanked him verbally and walked out of the underground training area.

'So what is it this time? I'll help you in any way I can, Holy Change.

Grants Guild Master, you're creepy, so please don't call me Mr. St. Strange... and don't call me Mr. St. Strange.

You really are not a pretty boy. And I told you not to let the guild in. So what is it you want to talk about?

'Where do normal adventurers get their hair cut? And my beard, Master Grants is growing, but I didn't know where the rest of you were getting your beard done, so I came to ask.

Huh? I'm starting to look at those poor kids again, though?

'Well, there are some things you don't know. And the Holy Change has dedicated itself to hard work, you know. As for your beard, they sell magic razors in magic shops, and some people shave with knives, but if you're not used to it, you shouldn't do it because you'll cut your face.

Yes. I'm so clumsy...

'And they sell scissors at the blacksmith's shop for hair too, so you can cut it with that, or there are salons in town that do that, you know?

What? Do you have a barbershop or hairdresser? I don't know anything about this, do I? A voice called out to me in shock.

'Is there anything else? 'If it's about this city, I'll tell you one thing at a time.'

The Adventurer's Guild Master, Mr. Glantz, was a nice guy.

When it came to cooking, he not only told me where to wholesale and buy seasonings, vegetables, and meat, but he also agreed to teach me recipes and preparation methods that were the result of his own research.

Other than that, the guildmaster, who knew about the magic bag, even wrote me a letter of introduction to the recommended cooking equipment and a blacksmith shop dedicated to knives, and of course, he told me where the shop was. And the best part was the guild master's cooking class.

As we were talking, Miltie came over and said she wanted to teach me how to cook too. This gradually became a rumor, and the strong-armed guildmaster decided to gently teach us how to cook.

It was soon after my departure that Mr. Gruntz came to be known as the gentle, strong-faced cooking expert.

'Oh, Mr. Miltie. Do you know of any clothing stores around here that sell simple, smartly designed clothes that are not at least looked down upon by the nobility of other countries?

'Hmm. I know, but I think Master Luciel should go with a woman.

"...What? Why?

Because the female perspective is more demanding than the male perspective.

I understand.

Thus, just asking about the shop, the women... Catherine, Lumina, and the War Maiden Holy Knights. Whomever you asked, aren't you unfamiliar with that side of the relationship? With that in mind, I was relieved that the food woes were gone first.

I walked towards the stables to the magician's shop and the clothing store, trying to find someone to go with me, but when I was hazy, I said it was animal therapy to play with the animals.

I was able to ride for the first time that day with a four-year-old male malt who bit my head off, but was dropped after a short run.

Mr. Yambas only had one thing to say to me.

'You're gaining the horse's trust little by little,'

Thus it was Luciel who set himself the goal of being able to ride with all the cows here by the end of the year and going on a journey with Forenoire.