Muuu!
Sheila approached with a mysterious effect sound.
She is poking her soft lips up and staring at me. With one of its straight parts, his eyelids were closed and his face was shuddered.
Decoping the forehead. It has no magic on it, so it's a mediocre power. Or it will hurt there because of the tingling sound.
"Hauu!
Sheila reacts as expected. He sat down with his knees bent while holding his forehead down with both hands.
"What are you doing?!?"
"That's my line. Come early...?
I was at Queena's house because I was called.
Sheila, who was hiding, approached when she was taken to the living room by a red-haired woman who had met her.
"Because! You kissed Queena, but you didn't kiss me! It's not fair!"
Sheila stubbornly swelled her cheeks.
I'm sure you're talking about the "reward" in the S-rank exam.
"Well, then you did too."
"Forehead! But Queena is not a lip!
"No, that's right...."
It was an accident.
My mouth gets restless because of my shyness.
Queena, who was waiting behind me, coughed. I can see that her face is red and she is shy.
"You didn't call Jed to talk about it."
"Mmm. Well, how much?"
"That's what it is. Then sit down, Jed and Sheila. Come on."
It was helpful that the good thing seemed to be off the topic.
It is bad for the heart to be forced on Sheila. I don't have to feel slightly different from ordinary people, but my appearance is excellent.
"That's why I'm here.
As Quéna told me, everyone sat down and spoke to me.
"It comes directly from the person's mouth."
In person?
Tilt your neck.
Suddenly Spy appeared from another room.
A girl who leads a true Astian religion. There are now many opportunities to listen. Its activity and influence are widely heard.
She was carrying a worn sword with both arms.
"Long time no see."
Somehow, I can understand what she wants to talk about.
But before that, I came in from the greeting.
Pecori and Spi thanked him.
"Long time no see, Savior. I used to be very, very helpful."
"That's fine. Never mind."
"How have you been since then?
"I don't know. Well, there was a lot going on."
There was a lot to talk about, and I was worried that Spi was stuck together.
It's like they're hunting me all the time if you don't let me go.
The pressure of an age-appropriate luxurious body is unimaginable. The atmosphere surrounding him is quite a lion.
"Huh. A lot. I'd love to hear it."
"... well, that's fine. You mean the sword anyway?
My words shook Sphy and stopped.
Looks like Dom Pisha.
Sphy nodded tenderly.
"Yes... that's right."
"You want me to take it?
"Yes, thank you very much, Master Zide."
I've been told this kind of story before.
What did Sufi say about the sword... it sounds evil, but it is a holy sword allegedly used by a brave man once.
It seems that Sufi thinks that he has the aptitude, and he asks me to keep it.
"As I said before, I can't handle swords. And because I live in an inn, there's nowhere I can leave it."
My accommodation has festivals for adventurers. [M]
So, if there are people who live on that day or wander around the countries in a leisurely manner, they leave their burdens in the inn without permission.
Sometimes things like that can be thrown away without permission at the inn.
The white mask I liked quite a bit was thrown away... well, I wouldn't have thought of doing business with the adventurer without its bravery.
"But I think this holy sword will wake up just by being near Master Zide...! At least keep it close to me....!
Sheila must be as busy as Solia.
You can't always live near me.
That's why I want you to take it somehow.
Her eyes are moisturized by the desperate desire of a young girl who is not old enough. And I want to ask you as much as I can.
But... hey.
If you don't suck, that's what bothers Sphy.
It is a delicate thing if I am asked if I can use it regularly. The sheath is worn out and is about to collapse. I can't handle the sword myself.
(I don't know what I can do about it.)
Mmm, think with your arms.
Buy a new home...? Have your sword polished...? Train to handle swords....?
Hmm.
Sheila raised her hand when she was worried about such a thing.
"Ah, well, shall I keep it?
"It's my house, right?"
Quéna aggressively clapped her words. Sheila leaned her neck without feeling ill.
"Yes, but...
"It's not really me who keeps it... well, that's fine. It would be easier to pick it up as a jeed with lots of flying around."
"Oh, really!? That would be very helpful...!
With that in mind, Spy handed Sheila something like the Holy Sword.
The received Sheila said "don't worry" and kept quiet.
"What's wrong with you?
Unexpecting the suspicious figure, Queena asked.
Sphy is also wondering.
The evil sword in me is allergic.
No, he had one of those.
The sword on Sheila's waist doesn't look like she's in trouble.
Somehow the black magic is fluffy.
"Sheila, are you okay?
"Yeah, I don't seem to have a problem with myself, but maybe it's a little strange?
Does the one with the evil sword have a strange feeling or something now?
"If that's impossible, it's fine. Then I'll take care of it."
"It's not like it's incompatible, so it's not impossible. Leave it to me!"
With that, she stretched her chest.
I can't let my eyes drift badly, so I managed to keep an eye on them.
I see. Then I asked. "
Hmm. Instead, I'll pay for the place!
"I keep it in my house."
I am not satisfied with the cost of the place.
However, since the place to keep it is Quéna's house on Tsukuba Street, shouldn't it be Quéna who should leave it?
Or maybe there's an intermediary concept there....
"Well, that's fine. How much is it?"
"Jed's Lips!"
Once again, Sheila starts a surprise attack.
This guy really is.
If you get S-rank again.
This time, I pressed and suppressed the white skin cheeks that were stiff like toddlers from left to right.
Mugh!
It makes me look a little strange, but I still regret how cute it is.