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... le quickly took out the tent, toilet, and bathroom from the item box and installed it.


…It is not a “bathtub” but a “bathroom”.


There is also a changing room, the peep preventing measures were perfect. Of course, the same goes for the toilet.


The name “fortification bathroom” and “fortification Toilet” aren’t just for show.


It can withstand a flock of Orcs’ attack so that you can safely use it without worry.


And there are things to do b ...

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