Measuring Dimensions

Cappuccino woke up from her Dream.

Americano wasn’t in the room.

Nabi was still fast asleep.

She could get Nabi out of the Ancient Nightmare’s grasp, but it wasn’t too late to talk to Americano first and then decide.

But when is she coming?

Americano’s location, as felt through the [Ring of Contract], was far away, outside the lodging.

‘It’ll take her a while to get here.’

‘What did you Dream about?’

The Witch asked.

The [Soulstone of the Witch Win] embedded in the [Ring of Contract] had the Witch’s ego planted within it.

Win, only visible to Cappuccino, floated around like a ghost.

Her size wasn’t much different from Cappuccino, a small frog.

‘Have you ever heard of the Dream World?’

‘No. Dream World? A world inside Dreams?’

‘It’s said that the Ancient Nightmares gathered Dreams and created their own world.’

Cappuccino shared what she had learned with Win.

Ancient Nightmares living in the Dream World.

The Ancient Nightmares are gathering people’s Dreams.

To maintain their world.

‘I wish you could come with me.’

‘I’m sad because there aren’t many opportunities to be useful.’

‘Well, don’t worry about that. I know her thoughts. The day you can be useful will come soon.’

‘I’ll trust you.’

‘More importantly, what do you think?’

Win summarized what she had heard from Cappuccino.

The Ancient Nightmares were being friendly, offering Cappuccino preferential treatment.

‘I think there’s something they’re after.’

‘I think so too. Dream World? Ancient Nightmares? Just the fact that such beings have lived without being caught by us Witches all this time… They’ve definitely been covering it up.’

Win covered her mouth and looked at her worriedly.

‘Oh dear. Our Cappuccino. Americano would definitely say let’s go. It hasn’t been long since you’ve been together, but she would definitely say let’s go.’

Dream World.

Americano would see that world as a new Dungeon.

To put it in perspective, she’d see it as a hidden field like Skypiea from One Piece.

Cappuccino could see the future where she would visit the Dream World with Americano all too clearly.

Still, she wasn’t sure if it would be a threat.

If it was an Ancient Nightmare on the level of Glasses Maid, she was confident she could win even if hundreds of them swarmed her.

Strength in the Dream World doesn’t depend on numbers, so even hundreds would be a meaningless assumption, but…

Anyway, that meant that Glasses Maid was an easy opponent.

‘There must be a king, right?’

Nightmare King.

Win added fuel to the fire.

‘Do you think there’s only a king? The Ancient Devil mentioned a ruler. That means the god of the Ancient Nightmares. The Great Devil of Nightmares is there too, and he’s the one who ordered them to stick to Nabi!’

Win spread her arms and legs wide as if she had discovered the truth.

Cappuccino was suddenly startled.

She was so focused on the Dream World that she hadn’t realized.

‘Ah, that’s right. The Great Devil. There was a Great Devil, wasn’t there?’

According to the Ancient Devil Hite, the Ancient Nightmares stuck to Nabi to monitor Americano.

In other words, the Ancient Nightmares were following the orders of their ruler, the Great Devil.

The fact that they were receiving orders meant that the Great Devil was close enough to give orders to the Ancient Nightmares.

‘A Great Devil in the Dream World?’

‘Since he’s Sealed, there must be a temple like with Medusa, right?’

‘A temple.’

‘The Great Devil was scary. I’ve never felt such demonic power before.’

Win recalled the event with a thrilled expression.

‘Come to think of it, there’s a saying that Witches hang out with Devils, is that true?’

‘It’s true.’

‘Ew.’

‘Devils live a long time. And the longer they live, the more Magical Power they have. You need a lot of Magical Power to use magic in the first place. We’re going to use their useless Magical Power, which can only be used for innate abilities, for the good of the world, so I don’t know what the problem is.’

Witches make contracts with Devils to borrow their Magical Power.

‘If it weren’t for that, why would we make a contract with a stupid Devil? Of course, even using Devils is considered heresy.’

‘It’s because you don’t just borrow Magical Power, right?’

‘Hehe, the truth hurts.’

Just as not everyone keeps the peace, there are such people among Witches.

‘Anyway, the reason the Nightmares were so kind to you must be related to the fact that their existence hasn’t been known to the world until now.’

Win curled her fingertips and bared her teeth like a beast.

‘The most likely scenario is that they’re trying to eat you~ Grrr.’

Didn’t Glasses Maid say that?

That cooperation was needed to maintain the world.

What is that cooperation?

The nuance was that it was a bridge connecting reality and Dreams.

But there was no direct mention.

‘Above all, there’s no guarantee that everything the Nightmares said is true. Pretending to seek cooperation, but secretly becoming the blood and flesh of the Great Devil~.’

‘….’

‘…that might happen.’

It’s scary that she can’t deny Win’s words.

Win, who had been resting her chin as if she had collapsed on the floor in mid-air, glanced at Nabi.

‘Still, it’s good that you discovered the Dream World. When Americano comes back, let’s ask Hite. He might know something. He said he’d be helpful.’

Win smiled slyly, as if she would play a nasty trick if he wasn’t helpful.

At that moment.

“Umm…”

Nabi opened her eyes.

Americano was at the blacksmith’s.

She said she wouldn’t order yet.

“First, we need to clearly define its purpose. A balanced type is good, but a more specialized type is better. We can change it according to the situation.”

Skilla strongly asserted her opinion.

“We Heroes have a useful power called an Equipment Window, you know.”

Heroes can easily put on and take off even difficult-to-wear armor through the Equipment Window.

“For physical impact, there’s no material better than Adamantium. If you’re considering magic defense, it’s good to use Mithril. If you want to add functions, you can add Orichalcum.”

She explained her knowledge and views in detail while waiting for her turn.

Then a Dwarf boy came.

“Customer number 174?”

“Yes.”

“You may enter.”

She entered the blacksmith’s.

Even though it was a blacksmith’s, it was the reception room.

A Dwarf sitting at the counter greeted them.

“I saw familiar red hair, and I wondered who it was, but it was Skilla after all.”

“It’s been a while, Ibon. I’m really using the armor you made well. I don’t know how many times it’s saved my life.”

“Haha. That’s the armor’s mission. Even if the Hero revives on her own. Life is something to be cherished.”

The Dwarf nodded.

“But it says Americano. Is this woman the customer today?”

“Yes. Isn’t she pretty?”

“Hmm. What would I know about the beauty of human women? Still, the atmosphere she gives off seems good. So, what do you want? Even if you came with Skilla’s recommendation, my eyes are picky.”

Americano took out a piece of paper from her Inventory.

“Ibon, do you happen to know Mudborn? I’ve received a letter of recommendation from him.”

“Mudborn. My apprentice. He had good talent, but it was a shame he couldn’t kill his perfectionist tendencies. How is he doing?”

“Yes. He’s constantly striving, saying his skills are lacking.”

“I’m glad he hasn’t given up yet. You even came with Mudborn’s recommendation. You have good connections.”

Ibon read the letter of recommendation and put it in the drawer with a “Hmph.”

“Well, since it’s Skilla and Mudborn’s recommendation, I’ll take a look myself. Originally, only high-ranking nobles like Skilla get to be seen by high-level personnel like me, so you should be honored.”

He took out a new piece of paper from the drawer.

“First, fill out everything as written in the items there. Then I’ll give you a few tests, so keep that in mind.”

“Ibon.”

Skilla said.

“We just got here, so we’ll postpone the test until tomorrow. We’re just here to take measurements today.”

“Hmm…”

Ibon glanced at Americano up and down.

“Tsk. As expected, you can’t gauge a Hero’s skills just by looking at her body. I don’t know if you received a body to come to this world from God or what, but your skin and muscles are all soft.”

Ibon shouted to the back.

“Honey!!!”

He called.

After Ibon’s wife was called several times, she shouted “What-!” in response.

“Come here!!!”

“Why are you bothering me and telling me to go there-!!!”

“Miss Skilla is looking for you!!! If you don’t want to offend a noble, come here right now!!!”

“Nobles my foot-!!!”

The Dwarf appeared, stomping her feet.

She was small like a child, but her wrinkles were deep.

“You don’t even bat an eye at nobles, but you only bring up nobles at times like this.”

“Whatever. Just do it quickly.”

Then Ibon left the room.

Ibon’s wife clicked her tongue.

Ibon’s wife greeted her with a pretty smile.

“You’re here to take measurements, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then would you take off your clothes? I’ll measure you right away.”

Americano immediately took off her clothes from the Equipment Window.

The heavy mass of fat lost its support and fell down following gravity.

“Wow.”

“Oh my.”

Skilla exclaimed.

Ibon’s wife was disgusted.

“It must be very uncomfortable.”

“Yes. It’s something I’m worried about how to make it comfortable.”

She took measurements.

Neck circumference.

Shoulder width.

Bust.

Size.

Waist.

Pelvis.

Thigh.

Calf.

She measured all the parts where she could measure the length, including the length of the arm and the length of the leg.

“I heard that armor is made loosely, but I guess not?”

“Who said that?”

“Knowledge from magazines in our world?”

“Ordinary armor might be like that. But the armor we make sticks to the body. Then there’s no restriction on moving the body, and the body can be light and nimble. It’s very popular.”

“Sticks to the body. It seems like you’ll receive all the impact directly?”

“You must not know, but the armor receives all the impact. Rather, it sticks to the body because of that characteristic. We create liquid metal inside the armor to comfortably wrap the body.”

Liquid metal?

Liquid metal.

Come to think of it, she vaguely remembered hearing that similar armor was being developed in the real world.

Was it starch?

She heard that they were making armor by imitating the property of hardening when it receives an impact.

Is it a similar principle?

She looked at Skilla.

“Then is Skilla’s different?”

“Miss Skilla asked us to make her armor the same as the Duke’s. Even though we said we’d make it with the latest technology, she was so stubborn.”

“My father’s is good too.”

“The Duke’s is good too. It’s an old-fashioned technology, but the materials used were amazing. I guarantee that the defense is still top-notch.”

“See?”

Skilla crossed her arms triumphantly.

Skilla’s armor resembled armor from the Middle Ages.

The image of the latest armor that Ibon’s wife was talking about was closer to SF armor.

Which one is more appealing? To be honest, it’s the latter…

“But if it sticks too much, my chest will be uncomfortable.”

“We have a solution for that. We can create a storage space with magic on the chest. Then it can be flat.”

Ibon’s wife tapped her chest.

Creating a small storage space wouldn’t have a big impact on Magical Power consumption.

Americano saw hope.

Skilla said.

“What? Flat?”

“We’re going to get rid of the fat that’s uncomfortable for fighting. Breasts are uncomfortable, right?”

“Yes.”

Americano answered firmly.

“No, Americano, you’re not thinking of making it completely flat, are you? I’m against it!”

“Isn’t it better to be flat?”

“Who said that? It looks much better to have some! Let’s make it so that it sticks out a little. Practicality is important, but let’s take care of the design a little too.”

“….”

Americano compared the present, where she had breasts, to the past, where she was a man without breasts.

“Do I have to have them?”

“I’ll contribute money.”

“I have a lot of money.”

The number of views had increased in the meantime, and the total amount of revenue had already exceeded 300 million.

[Floor 32] was unconventional, and the increase in revenue before and after uploading it skyrocketed exponentially.

Skilla was lost in thought with a face that said, if it’s not money, what is it?

Americano’s eyes turned to the mirror nearby.

The mirror was reflecting Americano’s pretty face.

Pretty.

This was not self-praise or self-proclamation, but a clear fact.

Breasts look good to men, but they also look good to women.

The mass of fat attached to her is nothing but uncomfortable.

In the first place, the only place to use it is to seduce men.

Still, if Skilla wants it, wouldn’t it be okay to endure a little discomfort?

“How much are you going to contribute?”

“You said you have 200 million, right?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll add another 100 million.”

“Wasn’t the armor Skilla is wearing 50 million? You said 19 million was expensive last time.”

“It’s expensive. But it’s not something I can’t afford.”

Does that mean that even a rich person with a net worth of 10 billion feels that 10 million is expensive? She doesn’t know the rich person’s sense, but she agreed on 100 million.

Ibon’s wife stared at the scene in disbelief.

“To spend 100 million just to make her chest just a little less flat.”

She knows from experience that humans go crazy for big breasts, but she’s a Dwarf, so she shook her head, saying she’ll never understand.

“I’ve taken all the measurements. I’m going to go get my husband now.”

Ibon’s wife left, and Ibon returned.