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Chapter 39 of 100

Chapter 39

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The giant insects all turned their gaze towards me.

...I want to run away.

Why am I here?

...Did I do something to the boss? Me.

While various thoughts raced through my mind, the boss brought one of the giant insects in front of me. It was about 120 cm in size, and I really wanted to run away.

But I decided to trust the boss and thought, this one should be fine... probably.

"Whoa!"

I instinctively raised my arm to protect my face.

Something from the giant insect came towards me... an attack?

When the attack stopped, I lowered my arm...?

My arm was entangled with countless white—

"Threads??"

My arm was wrapped in countless threads.

...I see, threads.

The boss did say he wanted threads.

...It wasn't an attack, I was surprised.

I had imagined a material like cotton threads.

In reality, a giant insect that spits threads.

...Well, if I think about it, it saves the trouble of making threads... I'm sure I can accept that.

The boss busily collected the threads.

What is this?

...

I decided to bring the giant insects home.

Chai and Crow, who came with me, each carried two giant insects on their backs.

...They look...

Observing them, it seems the giant insects are following the boss's instructions.

It's a strange sight.

Once we got home, I immediately set up a room for the giant insects on the second floor.

I also brought leaves for them to eat and placed them in a corner of the room.

I started to think about what was needed to use the threads.

An important stick to wind the threads around.

And... I created two more rock statues.

Wind the threads, wind the threads~

Please take care of it.

The rock statues started moving.

The giant insects were scared when the rock statues approached.

They're cute, so I decided to give the new rock statues three eyes.

One in the usual place and one on the forehead.

Just a feeling based on their roles.

I used to be into Japanese yokai when I was a student, it's nostalgic.

The threads from the giant insects were smoothly winding around the sticks.

Round and round, round and round.

Yeah, I secured the threads.

The threads are smooth and quite beautiful.

I could ask the rock statues to make clothes from the threads...

But, how would I do that process?

I can't even imagine the process of knitting.

All I can picture is the threads getting tangled.

A bigger challenge than making a bed...

...

Amazing, the rock statues on the bed-making team.

The bed they made is more solid than I imagined.

A sturdy wooden frame with firmly assembled slats.

A well-ventilated tatami-type bed.

A low-profile bed that doesn't budge even when I sit on it.

And they even made one for the Cores.

Hmm? The bed won't work if there are gaps because there's no mattress?

I quickly processed some boards and had the rock statues finish them.

Sorry, my mistake in imagination.

One of the rock statues patted my shoulder to encourage me... huh?