As long as I dont have to catch fish, Im fine with chainmail, she says.
She wouldnt be able to swim properly with a heavy chainmail weighting her down, so thats pretty obvious.
I pick some chainmails with Empty Skill Slots.
The moment I ask Miria to choose, she immediately points her finger at one of them.
Is this one that good?
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The quicker we are done with this, the sooner I can get fish, she says.
So fish is more important to her than armor thats going to be the primary source of her safety on the battlefield? Well, all these chainmails are essentially the same, so I guess it doesnt really matter all that much, so you dont have to scold her for this, Roxanne.
After buying the Iron Shield and the Chainmail, we leave the Armor Shop.
Miria picks her clothes and other items of her use without wasting any moment.
Shopping with her is so easy, definitely much faster than shopping with Roxanne. However, Im not too sure if it is going to be the same when we will finally go to the fishmonger.
Is roasted white fish alright with you, Miria?
I ask her before deciding on what to take. When Roxanne translated it to her, Miria nodded to me happily.
It seems roasted white fish is going to be alright with her.
Roxanne, Sherry, since were already here, I want you to choose one item each beside roasted fish for todays dinner.
In that case, I am going to prepare some soup.
And I think that Im going to stir-fry something.
It has been decided that Roxanne will make soup and Sherry will make stir-fried food. Its Mirias first day with us, after all, so we have to make sure that it is going to be a memorable one.
Miria looks at me with eyes burning up with fiery feelings. Has she fallen in love with me already? Because if so, then damn girl, that was a little bit too fast even for my standards.
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Miria has been making a fuss for a while but she seems to be convinced now, and the matter has been resolved without my intervention.
Im grateful to whomever came up with the idea of delegating work to others.
After having used magic several times, I head to the kitchen. Miria was there together with Roxanne.
This is a pot. Pot.
Pot.
She seems to be learning Brahim language at her own pace, with Roxanne acting as she teacher. I am quite impressed.
Roxanne, are you having any difficulties teaching Miria the Brahim Language?
No, not at all, master.
You are doing great. Keep it up, Miria!
I pat the heads of the two and incidentally stroke their ears. Roxannes doggy ears and Mirias cat ears.
Roxannes droopy ears are lovely, but Mirias erect cat ears, have a certain type of irresistible cuteness to them as well.
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She says that she Will not eat a single fish if she does not learn at least one new Brahim word each day.
Now that is curious, especially since I dis not intend to employ any such rules, but oh well, it is not like this is a bad thing, so I think I am going to let it stay like that if that is what is going to be motivating her to work that much harder to Learn Brahim.
She is not going to eat fish unless she learns at least one new Brahim word each day? Talk about self-sacrifice. Anyway, Roxanne, can I ask you to help me replenish my MP in the Labyrinth like usual?
Certainly.
Would you like to go with us as well, Miria?
That is a very good idea.
Roxanne says something to Miria, and Miria nods in return at her. She seems to be willing to go with us after all.
Let us go then.
I will stay here to keep watch over the house then.