Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

(Oh, why did this happen...)

Bell-Huggins sighed as he looked sideways at his lover, who was passionate about casino card gambling.

"Belle, I'll double it now and give it back to you......!

"Oh, yeah... don't push me"

Bell's boyfriend Donnie is a gambler.

However, it is self-proclaimed.

The truth of the matter is that I had a day job rolling over and was just unemployed only today.

I used to not be this guy.

He dreamed of setting up his own restaurant to be the best cock in the labyrinth city, and was a serious man who worked hiccups in the tavern's kitchen every day.

Bell stood by the dream all the way.

I went to Donnie's working tavern, or even helped.

Bell has always liked songs, and he did the bard's imitation to entertain his guests.

That was when I was living in poverty and having a good day.

"Wouldn't you like to be a bard (idol)?

One day, a scout came to the tavern.

At first I also thought Bell was a joke or a fraud.

Downtown is not very gala good. Some people say they will be bards (idols) and try to draw them into a badly touched whorehouse.

But Donnie said, "Well, why don't you just listen to me for once?" I followed a gavel that I had no idea about, and I was stuck with the scouts to go play in the office.

It was just real.

The place called is Jewelry Production.

It was a real, bard (idol) office.

Bell received the stage name "Agate" to operate in places where such a rash of faces belonged, such as Citrine, which was the most popular on the number, and Garnett, who made a name for himself on a live tour of the country.

Suddenly, Bell's routine changed dramatically.

I was to take voice training and dance lessons.

Soap and fragrance oil are now supplied free of charge.

I made friends.

Such friends chase dreams and bright futures together, not pitiful relationships that comfort each other with dark pasts and wounds.

Of course, he was a rival to the same bard (idol), and had been hit or sold a fight. But there was a serious taste of betting on the same stage. It's completely different from sloppy and curses and such that if you wish the misfortune of an abominable opponent in a futon, vivid pain that is slashed with a sharpened blade. It leaned Bell further down the road to the Bard (Idol). Belle hated to lose.

And Bell stood on stage for the first time.

On the park stage, he served as the front seat of the garnet.

Belle doesn't remember at all if she could dance well or if she could sing properly.

I also feel like I did a hell of a poka, but I was selfless and vague in my memory.

I only remember the brightness of my eyes and the enthusiasm of my blood boiling.

From there, the fans grew slightly.

"The song is good," they began to say.

Bell is confident in his voice and throat, but he still doesn't like dancing, and is deluded by creating a character called Single Song. It also became favourably accepted as a "stoic attitude" again.

But whenever I got such success, my lover Donnie went corrupt.

As soon as Bell became a bard (idol), he quit after rubbing with the liquor store manager. After that, he rolled over the store, and by the time Bell stood on stage for the first time, he had even become disgusted with getting into the catering business. I began to indulge in gambling (gambling), which had been done to the extent of play. As if Bell's success and mirror photography, Donnie stepped off her life a little bit, and the denomination of the gold borrowed from Bell swelled away.

(Is it my fault...)

Bell watched Donnie as he sighed.

I couldn't abandon him.

I'm sure this is the price for success.

Yes, I tried to guess.

But on the other hand, I noticed it somewhere in my mind.

Even though I purely supported Donnie's dream, Donnie never supported or blessed me.

"Hey, Donnie. Let's go home now...? Money is good..."

"Oh, what!? There's no way you can pull this off here!

"But"

That being said, even though you've decided to get cold and poor again and suddenly bow your head to me.

Even though Bell was gaining success as a bard (idol), his heart was cold.

Why not?

I wonder how this happened.

I liked this guy's dream.

"Hey Donnie..."

"Shut up! Now focus..."

That's when an earthquake-like shake ran into the casino.

The pianist stops playing and the twirling of people confused about something reaches Bell's ear.

And the answer to the anomaly soon appeared.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO......!!!

A terrible roar echoed.

"Become, what!? Tiger Demon!?

"Fool. No, we're in the city! I'm not in the mood...!

"Heh, run!!!

From there, he was wrapped in a whirlpool of snorts.

The table falls, the chair smashes, and people are bounced off.

What is this?

Bell watched with dismay.

The sight in front of Bell was too unrealistic for Bell, who was serious about whether he should review his relationship with his boyfriend. But eventually,

"Oh, I have to run."

When I looked next door the moment I thought so, Donnie had already disappeared.

"What, duh, Donnie? Where...?

Already, Donnie is running unconsciously.

Leave the bell.

"Ugh, you're lying..."

Bell looked at Donnie's back and went over.

What am I here for?

What did you work so hard for that guy?

"Ah..."

But reality did not allow Bell to drown in grief.

Hard, heavy, huge sandalwood tables hung by more than a dozen people were dancing through the universe.

He was bounced off by a rampaged tiger, and now he's trying to crush Bell.

Bell stared at it as if he had spooked it.

Less than a second seemed vivid enough to even feel forever.

(It's over... here...)

Oh, well.

It was all a dream.

I have also succeeded as a bard (idol).

I've also broken with my lover Donnie.

If you wake up, you're wrapped up in the usual lame inn thin futon, and you're going to help Donnie work at the tavern.

And Bell meditated his eyes and bid farewell to this life.

"Oops, if you're a bard (idol), you can protect your face."

But there was one person here who stood in the way of that abstention.