Welcome ~ "

"Is Yu here?

It was a slightly overexposed young woman who came in, supposedly only about seventeen or eight years old.

It will probably be seaf-based, from what you are wearing and the gear you are wearing. If you speak only of appearance, you are undoubtedly a good woman to call a beautiful girl.

Such a woman familiarly gives Yu's name.

"I'm not working right now, but in what relationship?

"Atashi, this is Yu's."

To Karen's inquiry, a woman who deliberately puts her pinky finger up and shows it in a provocative manner.

The reactions of the adventurers of the Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion who heard about it split brilliantly into two parts.

"Hey, what do you think of that?

"You must be fooling me. I haven't mentioned any outstanding achievements because I'm dedicated to training Tifa, but I don't care what he's a celebrity."

"Right. Besides, if you want to look into it, you can look into it."

One is a frigid person who makes a woman look frigid. More precisely, a group of people who lie, make faits accomplis, embrace them as their own party members, and try to eat them up, see them as guesses.

And the other one,

I thought you'd be out soon.

"In the first place, it was weird that even though he was a good man with that strength, he never had a floating story at all."

"Right. From what I've heard, I haven't even been in or out of the night shop, and I've always wondered how they diverge."

It's a group excited that this woman and Yu have a physical relationship and have finally gotten into this store.

Most of all, even for the latter group, very few people really think they are. The vast majority just stir it up on their own that it's more interesting.

In the meantime, Tifa, who was still observing the woman, leaves her neck small and mouths a simple question.

"Um, Mr. Cullen, Mr. Eines"

"What, Tiffa?

"What's going on? Why don't you tell your sister?

"Oh, is it important as an adventurer to stuff your chest like that?

"" "" "Stuffing!?" ""

The voices of the adventurers whose factions were split in two are hammered by the bombing of Tifa from unexpected directions. Everyone's gaze as it is concentrates on a splendid chest that shows presence if a woman does it.

"What!? I don't think the kid is suddenly claiming to be stuffed or something!!"

A woman who yells and scatters as she accidentally turns bright red at Tifa's dropped bomb and the intensive fire of everyone's gaze.

I don't care about such a woman, I find it somewhat more interesting to turn the story up, and Karen decides to inflate the stuffing story.

When I exchanged my gaze with Aines, I laughed and nodded.

Apparently, we decide that everyone feels the same, and first we decide to see why Tifa abruptly mentioned that.

"Hey, Tifa. Why did you care about that guy's stuffing?

"Even when I was running with Mr. Yu, there were a few people stuffing him like he was, but I've never seen him this big, so it meant something important."

"Shut up. I'm telling you, you fucking kid!

"Oh well. Well, when you say it's that amazing, what's its true size?

"It's about the same as Mr. Bertilde. But on second thought, Mr. Bertilde isn't stuffing, is he?

As Karen asks, Tifa answers the question in total disregard of the woman's reaction.

No matter how smart and adult you are and how much air you can read, it's an eight-year-old. There is no reason to know how important chest size is to an adult woman and how many complexes it leads to. Bertilde, caught in the middle of the conversation, is nothing short of sadness.

Because of this, Bertilde is an elf spiritual user and one of the veterans who has been partying with Bashram for a long time.

Its shape is truly elf-like and it is a palpable cliff.

"Well, in a nutshell, it means you're looking good. Mr. Bertilde is an elf, so don't you care about that?

"Beautiful, is it?

"Damn, it looks good."

Tifa doesn't break her attitude of not falling for the reason that Karen taught her.

Adventurers belonging to Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion who unexpectedly watch Tifa like that dust. The feeling around here is something that no longer exists for them.

"In the meantime, if Tifa had about five more years, and her breasts were getting bigger and she could have someone she liked, you'd know?

"Really?

"I think so, maybe. I feel like I've been worried about the size of other people's breasts since they swelled up."

"I see."

Karen and Tifa enter their sister's time to leave the woman who has been intruding completely alone and answer her sister's simple questions completely.

An intrusive woman shudders to such an underage appearance.