Chapter 17 | Bundola
"Oh, excuse!"

His voice rose as soon as Dyra dodged when he was asked to do so again. His existence in that world was not as fortunate as usual. The girl now plays the role of a maid who is called by the employer several times every second.

"I'm not an excuse, but the garbage collector has already left. Maybe he'll come back a few days later. Even if I put the trash back in front of the gate, I'm sure I'll be the one to do it again."

"Haha." The stocky woman squeaked, because her ears were not tired of hearing Dyra's excuses.

The woman named Bundola who will never get tired of telling Dyra before the task is finished.

As at this time, Dyra was cleaning up the trash in the palace grounds at the same time Bundola called his name.

"What's wrong, Bundo?" Dyra asked, occasionally wiping the sweat from his temples.

"How many times did Bundo's clothes wash?" he asked, showing me the t-shirt he often wore.

"Only once. Why, bud?" she asked.

The shirt he was holding was thrown violently
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