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Part III The adopted woman of the lord

And then

 I was in a fluffy, soft pink world.

 Even though it was a soft world where my feet were fluffy, when I tried to go somewhere, there were many hard mountains for some reason, and I wanted to pass, but it was a road I could not pass.

 ...... What are you doing?

 When I was thinking about it, a white watering can suddenly appeared in my hand. When you tilt the watering can, a little liquid comes out. If you take a closer look, the hard mountain is a little broken with the watering can.

 Just as I pour water over and over to slowly dissolve the rock sugar, I use a watering can in one hand to unravel a hard mountain.

 It's hard to solve a really hard place with clenching, but if you pour water with caution, it will gradually dissolve. Then, when I kicked it with my foot, it cracked and broke.

 ......Hmm. You can now pass.

 Although there are some unsolved points, I can go through it, so I wonder if it is okay, so I set about the next mountain.

 With that feeling, I smashed the hard mountains one after another.

 Sometimes the water in the watering can runs out, but it will be refilled immediately. I continued to pour liquid from the watering can, thinking only about breaking the mountain.

 ...... With one watering can, I really did my best. Someone praise me.


 With a sense of accomplishment that I had done very hard, I slowly raised my eyelids.

 A human figure was visible in the fluctuating field of view.

 Then, the big palm came in suddenly.

 My head was lifted by my hand, and I was half lifted up.

"Wow! Geho, Geho, Goho!"

 As soon as I sat up to sit up, air entered through my nose and mouth. In an unexpected situation, I coughed with surprised eyes.

 ... Drowning in the air!

 As I was putting my mouth on, my back was banged once. The liquid that seems to be stuck in the back of my chest jumped out of my mouth and made breathing easier, but my back is sick.

 I gazed at the person who struck my back with teary eyes.

"It hurts, the priest"

 It seems that the person in the first sight was the priest.

 In the hidden room of the temple chief, I sit in a white box filled with Jureve. In front of him is a priest with a wrinkle between his eyebrows. The scene was almost the same as before I went to bed.

"I finally woke up. No matter how much I slept too much."

 The priest said, touching his forehead, measuring the pulse of his neck, and doing some checks, then exhaled slowly, saying, "No particular problems."

 I blink my eyes a few times and try to move my fingers. I can't apply my strength well.

"Did I really become healthy?"

 Unlike before going to sleep, my magical power moves as I want, but I don't feel like my body is very healthy. Is my strength weak because I'm asleep?

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