Erina was deeply shocked by what Nao said.

She didn't expect that this bunny-eared girl would actually think about it so much.

"So, Nao, what's the noise down there?" Erina regained her composure and asked.

Nao: "It seems like something sticky is moving... No, the sound is getting farther and farther. I can't hear it clearly."

Erina: "Hmm, it's squirming... maybe it's a nightmare monster. I've seen that kind of semi-liquid monster before."

Erina: "...So, what should we do now? Knock on the door one by one until someone is willing to talk to us?"

Nao: "It seems like this is the only way to do it."

Nao: "Come on! Let's start from the house over there!"

The two of them arrived at the room Nao pointed to. After knocking on the door, as expected, they received no response.

Erina wanted to leave immediately, but out of the corner of her eye she spotted two bottles of milk placed at the door. This immediately cheered her up.

Erina: "Oh! Nao, look! Two bottles of items can restore 50% of mp!"

Nao: "Yeah, that's great! This kind of fresh milk goes bad easily, so you have to drink it on the same day. Let's do it for you!"

Erina: "Hey, don't take other people's things...it's obvious that the milk you ordered hasn't been brought in yet."

Nao: "This is weird, isn't it? Normally, milk should be delivered in the morning."

Nao: "It hasn't been taken in yet, doesn't it just mean that the owner of the house is not at home~"

Erina: "Oh. That makes sense."

Erina: "But I still feel that there is a conspiracy here! There must be other reasons!"

Nao: "That's right. On the bright side, the owner and his family may just be dead."

There was a sound of something being knocked down inside the house.

But calm soon returned and no one spoke.

Perhaps the owner of the house just knocked something over in a fit of rage.

But his reason still prevented him from speaking.

Erina couldn't understand these people being so reluctant to speak.

Just then, she heard someone opening the door of the house and quietly looking over.

Erina was really surprised that something like this happened at a time when everyone was pretending not to be there.

Therefore, she turned around and saw a man wearing glasses not far away.

He opened the door slightly and looked at the two of them quietly.

After realizing that his presence was noticed, he no longer tried to hide it and waved directly to them, indicating that they should go over and talk.

They really didn't expect this kind of development.

Nao winked at Erina.

Erina nodded silently, obviously not understanding what the bunny-eared girl meant.

Sure enough, she and the servant could understand each other with just one look and understand each other's intentions without using words.

This is probably mainly because Yi Xing is a little transvestite.

Secondly, it is the relationship that the two have fully cultivated by spending time together day and night since childhood.

"Hello, sir." Erina came to the man's door and asked politely: "I am Erina Yida, and this is Nao Nishida. What is your name?"

"I'm Roma." He smiled slightly, a little nervous, but still decent: "It's an honor to talk to these two lovely ladies. You must be tired from traveling here, right? Please come in and sit down.

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It can be heard that this man is trying his best to talk in a gentleman's tone.

But that voice really didn't suit him.

Now Roma speaks very poorly, as if there was a car accident in his mouth.

Mr. Tongue unfortunately passed away in this car accident, and what replaced it now was just something like a tongue - maybe it was changed from whiskey.

After all, this man smells like whiskey.

A true gentleman will not smell drunk casually.

Unless he had just come out of a members-only club - the kind that was hidden deep in an alley and was difficult to find.

The people inside behave in a rather old-fashioned way.

This means that most people are pretending to hide their true selves.

They are the kind of people who don't throw money into dancers' leg rings and breasts.

Instead, he will leave it under the cup - to show his self-cultivation. Even if the thing does not exist.

The drinks inside are not necessarily expensive, but it must be very difficult to get the qualifications to drink here.

It's a club for the upper class.

Occasionally, there are special performances inside - of course, Erina is not interested in those performances that are too special. So she only wants to watch the ordinary special ones.

Otherwise, it would be too disgusting to see someone suddenly wearing a drill while drinking.

What's probably even more disgusting is that a group of people around are still pretending not to bear to watch, while secretly glancing at him with curious and disgusting eyes, competing to see who can break the lower limit of hypocrisy.

That kind of place also exists.

Ms. Shigei was one of the few people who was willing to talk to her about this, but she only mentioned it slightly.

She said to Erina, sitting there, no matter how powerful you are, you can never see through how many of the people present are monsters.

Maybe all of them.

Perhaps, calling them demons is a slander against the word demon.

Erina has always wanted to go to an ordinary high-end members-only bar to feel the pretentious "high-class atmosphere" that usually makes her sick.

Her class is not an issue.

The issues are her age and whether her family allows her to go out after graduating from high school.

Everyone in this town probably likes whiskey.

Otherwise, Erina couldn't explain why bottles of this stuff were everywhere.

In her opinion, this phenomenon itself can explain certain problems.

Despair and fear.

In such a sparsely populated village, when alcohol becomes popular, it means things are getting out of control.

What will happen if a plague breaks out in those densely populated cities?

Imamura Shiui, who has traveled through these cities several times, once said this meaningfully.

"Hehehe... You ask me what people will buy? Erina, food is always the most sought-after thing. But I want to talk to you about what people will tend to buy when there is no shortage of food. And this reflects

What.

"In the beginning, people will tend to buy medicines. Whether they are formal medicines or just magical medicines that they have heard are useful. The goods they choose to buy symbolize the hope in people's hearts."

"But later, the situation gradually deteriorated, and you could hear the sound of gunshots and burning corpses every night, and maybe the roar of monsters..."

"...At that time, people will use the money they spend to buy drugs to buy weapons, bullets and alcohol. This symbolizes the fear and despair in their hearts..."
Chapter completed!