”Nah, when the saintly lady came out, the freezing conditions in the place... it was really bad.”

"I'm sorry I'm impossible."

"Don't worry, it's a good martial arts message." Don't get me wrong. I didn't listen to you. "

In the alley, Ren was having a conversation with a big guy with a bad face.

His name is Stock. It was a big guy who was completely denied by a slave girl once and was kicked to the ground. I was used as a rampage to catch Ease Ann by brawling under the guise of a wicked adventurer at the reception of the temple.

He joins arms and tells why he has taken on a dangerous role.

"If Aniki from Volcano asked me to do it, I'd do anything."

He is a member of the Carbell family. In particular, it appears that Volcano has invited me directly and that I feel great gratitude and respect for him. Once Volcano squeezed me out, I got my behavior straightened out.

"Oh, holy maiden, you're really not kidding me." Panei, you're an old Aniki companion. ”

Fortunately, Stock was not pagan in his behavior, so he never disappeared in the light of purification. The expressionless Ease Ann grabbed my head and pinched me, but I still trembled my whole body, wondering if there was any fear.

"By the way, did you hear anything unusual about Aniki?"

"Are you Aniki-san? No, especially. What's going on?”

"No, it's not a big deal..."

The stock with badly shaved teeth is blurred on the head of the skinhead.

"Aniki... it's a good opportunity to be an adventurer like this." Why don't you wash your feet? I'm also getting bumpy and stinky from my ex-brave guy's behavior.

"That's..."

Ren's face clouded. Volcano and Whiton, because they know how to interact.

Volcano is the organizer of the undercover society, and Whiton is trying to anchor the vigilante outside the military organization.

"Oh, evil!" It didn't matter to you, Katagi. "

Leaving disturbing information that has nothing to do with Ren, Stock leaves.

"Phew..."

A week after the publication of the magazine I asked Kima to print.

Today was the third night.

Precisely, I sleep a little bit in between, but I haven't slept for a while. Ren was getting more busy. There is much to be done. From the day I decided to help the slave girl, there were many people involved all at once. Ren needs to put together a contact. As the story gets bigger, you get busy with acceleration, and the mental load increases.

Still, I have to do it.

It's Dungeon Exploration Day.

Linley, who had come to the chapel earlier, was chatting with Tata at the reception. Cutting off the conversation with her friend, she frowns when she sees Ren's face.

"Wow. Onii-chan looks like a jiangshi." What's going on? "

"No... what is jiangshi?"

”Nnhh... what are you talking about in this country, zombie?”

Zombie......

Ren stroked his face in a holler, in response to a crushing explanation.

I see, now I look like a zombie. Compared to when it is healthy, there is no feeling of dryness.

Isn't Ren-chan impossible?

"Can't you do it? Me?"

Yeah.

Linley nodded.

"Somehow, you look like me, who's been forced by the master to spend about ten days in a mountain cage with the knowledge of the [Wise Wisdom Law]."

"Gumonji... what? What is that?" Linley, what were you doing in the mountain cage? "

Yeah.

The highlights disappeared from Linley's eyes.

"At the barrier ceremony built by the master in the mountains, it was a spiritual training that uttered the truth (mantra) about a million times a day until sunrise while fasting...... even just remembering......"

Is my complexion so terrible?

Linley, with her distant eyes, was astonished.

I only heard about it on one side, but I could die normally. Perhaps this is the correct way for Ren to fast, but what he heard is too harsh.

"Is Linley all right?" Shall I pay attention to the strawberry? "

"The master is a lovely, indefatigable and perfect master." Linley doesn't even think of complaining about the mentor. When it comes to mastery, Gambar's mission is Linley's. Thanks to the master's creation of a special ceremonial venue, the training that should be required for a hundred days was condensed in just ten days, and Linley is happy. "

Shaking her shoulders, she said vigorously as her highlights disappeared.

"Oh, oh... I see."

As usual, Len could only affirm the depth of the darkness of his sisterhood. Alright, as I stroke Linley's head, the light gradually returns to my eyes.

What do you mean, Murina?

“No, I'm off exploring today.”

Huh?

I haven't heard such a story.

Why are you ruining yourself as a leader and deciding to take a vacation? To confuse Ren, Linley, who had regained her self-esteem by sniffing, spoke majestically with a low child's back length.

"Master, I told Ren-chan to take a rest." The Master is absolutely right, so I'm off today. I've been in touch with Master Murina. "

"Oh, oh, I see."

Even though I didn't tell you anything, I had predicted that Ichiki would be tired. No matter what kind of eyes, I can see the difference between her and her mind once again.

In addition, Lynn pulls out a bag of cloth from her sleeve and hands it to Ren.

"Yes, this is from the Master. Thank you for accepting it as a heirloom."

Ichiki-chan? Oh, that smells good.

"Yeah, the smell." "Sleep well." You can leave it on the pillow when you go to bed. ”

"... I see."

Your cheeks are loose because of the care of the sting.

The smell from the cloth bag containing the chopped perfume makes me feel like it is gently wrapped. Somehow it reminds me of the scent of the sting, and it reminds me of the softness of her scent, which has been scented several times at close range.

Onii-chan, what's going on?

It's nothing, nothing!

Hmmm?

Even if it seems stubborn, there is no pursuit. Instead, I poked my finger at the bear around Ren's eyes.

"Now then, you have to do it like that." Ren-an-chan is a human unlike me. I can grow as long as I do it with a bigger vessel, but if a zako zako like Ren-chan doesn't fit my height, it'll break quickly. "

Ahahah, it's okay.

Ren strokes Linley's head for advice.

It's okay, Linley doesn't have to point it out.

Ren knows very well that he is a mortal. I've met a man called a genius since I came to this city. Not only can you arrange up to a hundred strawberries by doing ten strokes, but from Ren's point of view, even Murina and Linley are brightly shining geniuses.

They believe in effort. Their confidence and self-esteem is underpinned by a successful experience that they can do anything.

They are strong, they are righteous people who can achieve as much as they want.

Ren is not like them.

(1) Ten shall be seen and heard in order to know.

Even if you do ten, you can only achieve one result.

Therefore he shall see and hear a thousand, and shall do a hundred, and shall finally be permitted to walk side by side with them.

“I'm fine. I can still do this.”

It's just right to work hard enough to break yourself.

Linley, who was stroking her head, bumped her head against Ren's stomach in frustration.

A word was spoken when the child's head was poked and the backbone of his body was shattered.

It's a mess to stroke ~

Linley's cheeks were swollen and her face swollen because her worries hadn't been conveyed.

I couldn't meet the deadline and the appointment was vacant.

Arriving home from the chapel, Ren moves his head in tiredness and drowsiness.

"No, there's so much to do..."

You have to do what you can do. You must do everything you can.

Otherwise, how could it reach her?

With the smell bag I got from the strawberry in my hand, Ren left Linley's worries behind and went home. Someone in the neighborhood was cooking, and there was a smell of appetizing dinner.

While mocking himself that there are people waiting, Ren opens the door to his home where he lives in a rental.

There was Murina in the room.

“How's it going?

My mouth opens up.

Murina was cooking while standing in the kitchen attached to the studio. When she came back and noticed Ren, she stopped her hand and looked back, smiling loosely at the opponent who had turned her full-width love.

"Welcome back, Ren."

Why?

With such a cute smile, Ren had no choice but to expose his stupid face.