Cluttered.
What is the capital of the Helshire Empire like? If he asks and answers, that would be one word.
While there are rows of decorative buildings that are not as decorative as thoroughly stuck to practicality, there are also places where strange buildings have been lined up as they have continued to inherit later. The streets, zoning? What's so good about it? All I'm saying is, small and large, there's an entrance that leads to the back alley everywhere.
The atmosphere is also as tense as that of the boarding town of Holad, and even the shopkeepers who open the outdoor stores are far from the idea of "customers".
But it was never dark or rough, and there was such a bustle that everyone was free to do what they wanted to do. Whatever happens, take it upon yourself, do it as freely as you can! Perhaps the will is the creed of the imperial people.
The Helshire Empire is an emerging nation founded by a group of mercenaries active in the earlier wars, a military nation with a supremacy of strength. Many of the Emperor Citizens also make battle their livelihood, which, to put it well, is lavish and, to put it badly, crude. There are also some of the largest arenas on the continent in the city, and many different kinds of events are held each year and are very exciting.
"Hey, you said, 'Dogga!!' Guppe!?
Hajime who entered the Empire City, but naturally, there is no way the hajime that took the beautiful girl was inconspicuous, and I have already repeated that when I was hung up a little, I would sink without question. Even now, I have just forced an armed man to triple accelerate and give a thick kiss to the ground when he came over with a nibble.
But the surroundings don't seem to particularly care about such violent shakedowns, which are very usually through. I guess this level of "fighting" is everyday tea.
"Ugh, I heard the story...... the Empire is a disgusting place after all"
"Yeah, I guess I don't really suit my skin either.... In a way, I'm glad the place I was summoned to is Wang Du."
"Well, it's not a military state. Instead of being heavily armed, even residents are many of them combatants. A rough atmosphere of this magnitude is obvious. I have no desire to live with my concubine."
Apparently, Shea and the others didn't like it. Though silent, Yue is also nodding to agree, and it may still be a country not much liked by women. Especially for Shea, it would be more complicated because what comes into her eyes determines her mind.
"Shea, don't look too much.... you can't help but look at it, can you?
"... Yes, that's right"
It gets into Shea's eyes. Those are the sub slaves. The empire of doctrine, which uses anything that can be used, had a very booming slave trade. Even now, ahead of Shea's gaze, there are sub-ethnic children placed in cages with price tags, clouding Shea's expression.
Yue beside me shook Shea's hand worrying. Hajime also cares clumsily by picking Shea's cheek with a mummy. The warmth between the two passed to their hands and cheeks, and Shea's rabbit moved with joy.
"... that's unforgivable. Even though he's the same person... I can't believe he's a slave"
The glow of walking behind the hajimes bites my teeth tightly. If you let it go, it's likely to be a raid as it is.
The Kingdom of Heilich has a strong ecclesiastical Church glory and a high sense of discrimination towards the subpeople. For that matter, the idea of putting the sub aside as a slave is in itself a habit that tends to be repelled, so Kwanghui and the others did not have a chance to see the sub of the slave in the Wang capital either. I guess that's why I have something extra to come to my heart.
That's why I'm really no match for being stormed... but if I do, Hajime swears to his heart to pretend to be someone else instantly.
Most importantly, there is a reliable stopper, The Hard Worker (Shizuku), so you won't have to worry about that. I am still talking to Hikaru to flatter this. Ryutaro stirs it up like a brain muscle, but the bell is holding it in subtly there. In a way, it's a good team. If it weren't for the women, it would be a team that would fail early...
"With that said, Shizukuishi was proposed by His Majesty the Emperor, right?
"... that's what happened."
Shizuku looks at me remembering something I didn't want to remember.
Yue and the women look at Shizuku with a "ho ho" and a niggered look somewhere. Shizuku glanced further at his gaze. The glow becomes a sinister look next door. Apparently His Majesty the Emperor himself hates it as well as the country.
"More than that, Nagumo. Where exactly are you headed?
Shizukuishi talks to Hajime to get rid of the women who are still going to ask for details. We heard about checking Shea's fathers' safety, but we didn't hear about any specific policy to that end.
"Hmm? You're an adventurer guild." Using gold, we can get most of the information. "
"... Nagumo, do you think they're being captured?
"I don't know that. It's possible he's caught and fallen into slavery, or he could be lurking somewhere. Imperial security can't even be strict, but it's an unusual level, right? Sometimes it would be nice to go in but I can't get out..."
Hajime was right, the security of the Imperial capital was not an exaggeration to say that it was excessive. At the entrance gate, each and every one was even physically examined, and on the outer wall, imperial soldiers were stationed instead of patrolling to keep their eyes open at all times.
Even in the city, the lowest three-man cell imperial soldiers were patrolling the area with a harsh gaze and seemed to have a good eye not only on the boulevard but also on the back alley. Perhaps it lays a high level of vigilance, even if it is not yet strict, due to demonic raids.
Because it is such an imperial capital, the pals are struggling to break in and are still gazing at the gap. There is no way for a non-slave rabbit to enter the Imperial Capital, and there is a limit to pretending to be the slaves of the Hajimes. For this reason, the reinforcements Hajime has brought are also now lurking in a rocky zone away from the Imperial Capital in such a way that they are not noticeable. Rather, it is so strange how the cams broke in.
However, Hajime said in his mouth, "I don't know," but I was wondering if the cams had been caught. The Houlians are the best of the sub-races when it comes to sign manipulation, and the Cams have been polishing it. Even if people come and go harshly, they'll be able to send messages outside in some way. Nevertheless, the fact that it was not even possible is natural to assume that it was caught and unable to move.
Of course, I don't think the Adventurers Guild has the cams' info intact. However, he wondered if there might be any incidents or rumors involving it.
By my side, I reach out softly to Shea, who looks anxious, and again, I mummy her cheeks. Hajime. Shea likes to be touched by rabbits, but she likes cheeks. Hajime jokes about Shea, who looks happy but slightly, leaving her anxiety behind.
"If you're being caught, you just have to take it back. Don't worry, Shea. If you have to, we'll ashame the Empire, but we'll get it back."
"Hmm... I'll take care of it, Shea"
"Mr. Hajime, Mr. Yue..."
"No, no, no, you shouldn't be ashamed, should you? My eyes aren't laughing, are you kidding me? Am I right?
"Shizukuishi, Teito is no longer..."
"I'm giving up!? You've already given up, Kaori!?
That doesn't sound like a joke. Hajime joke? Shizuku and the others scratch as they pulled their cheeks into, but they panicked because Kaori shook his head slowly with a painful look.
In fact, Hajime and the others don't seem to want enough to destroy a country, so the nature is too bad for a joke.
As Hajime and the others walked down Main Street toward the Adventurers Guild, making jokes that couldn't even be a joke like that, things began to change in the city ahead. Buildings are collapsing everywhere, and their debris is scattered.
On the road, according to stories that came into my ears, demons managed for duels in the Coliseum were mutilated into powerful and immense demons that I had not mutated and seen. The empire, which turned backwards against the giant demon that suddenly appeared in the heart of the city (it seemed like it had thirty meters in length), seemed ravaged in a good way.
By the way, it seems that the Demons took the opportunity to approach His Majesty the Emperor at once. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor himself managed to evacuate both the demons and the demons... but the price seemed great as far as the city was concerned.
Barefoot subhuman slaves were being driven out in large numbers to remove rubble and other items in a place where such colloquia had originated and had collapsed radially and was in a tragic state.
The Adventurer Guild will have to pass undeniably because its collapse is further across the place, and nature, their appearance, will be put into view. It was a tragic word to carry rubble with a dark, sunken look during the rigorous surveillance and cursing of armed imperial soldiers.
The mess of human and material damage inflicted on the Imperial capital seems to come more to the subtribe than anyone else. If we were so terrible at reconstruction, those who fall would continue to say how many physical potential sub-tribes.
The raid on the Tree Sea is exactly the revelation of the value of not recognizing the subhuman as a person, that it is better to renovate the fallen ones than to restore them. Alternatively, it may contain the values of strength supremacy that simply do not recognize the "weak". Altenas were transported to other cities to rebuild sales, I guess.
And, at that time, a 10-year-old boy with dog ears and dog tails fell flashly in rubble a short distance from the Hajimes, spreading the rubble he was putting in a hand-held car. An imperial soldier as a watchman turned a swordswallowing glance at the dog-eared boy who was squatting and enduring pain when he hit his foot and began to pull this stick closer together with one hand. It's obvious what you're willing to do.
And here's one righteous ally who can't just shut up when he sees it.
"Hey! Stop..."
Gwanghui tries to rush out loud to stop the Imperial Soldier. But the words and actions were to be stopped by what happened at the next moment.
Pash!
It was at the same time that the sound of such a loss of air sounded slightly, that the Imperial soldier dived into the rubble from his face with momentum and relaxation.
Gosha! and what a painful sound, the Imperial soldier, who was approaching the dog-eared boy, stopped moving even with Pickle. Apparently, he passed out. My colleague's Imperial soldier rushed to see the condition and then shook his head with a frightened look and carried him away somewhere. The dog ear boy thing is abandoned.
The dog-eared boy was stunned for a while in such a way that he did not know what had happened, but when he stood up with a hazy look he hurriedly gathered the debris he had scattered and resumed the carriage in a hand-held car as if nothing had happened.
The same was true of Shining, whose nose was screwed trying to rush out. There, a voice hangs from the hajime.
"I don't mind sticking my neck in trouble, but make sure we don't get into trouble, okay?
"Huh... Is that Nagumo?
Hajime flaunts his shoulder to confirm the glow. In fact, he jumped a needle from his prosthetic arm and caused an Imperial soldier to fall. Regardless of what he had helped before himself, Kohinoo frowned at Hajime's word "annoyance". Apparently, the justice switch is on.
"What's annoying?... you mean it's bad to help? You saved my life."
"Either you're right about stopping the trouble you're going to cause. If we get stuck in an Imperial soldier like this, straw and your people will show up and make a commotion. This way, I'm here to find people. Don't make any extra noise. If you really want to do this, do it so you don't find out, or you don't get annoyed away from us."
Hilarious with his hands, Kwong Fai also drives him to the corner of his head to heat up and appeal to ethical values of justice by searching for Shea's family, which is his original purpose.
"You see those subhuman people, you don't think anything! Look, even when we're doing this right now, they're in pain!
"Huh, hey Yae Oak, do something quickly about the abalone who is losing sight of this purpose. You'll be in charge, though."
Hajime and I helped Mu once. It's not like you don't feel anything if your child is suffering in front of you. Adults think... do something for themselves.
But that's why I throw out my original purpose, and I don't have a slave liberation movement or anything like that here and now, and I throw a round at Mr. Yae Oak when I'm in trouble because it's also a hassle to deal with Hikaru.
Shizukuishi hangs words that exhale but flatter… Before that, Kwang Hui raised his anger. Apparently, I didn't like the fact that Hajime relied on Shizukumi.
"Shizuku has nothing to do with this! I'm talking to you right now! You care about Mr. Shea, but you forsake the subhumans who suffer so much!
As the glow's voice grew louder, he also noticed what was going on around him. Maybe some of the Imperial soldiers who have surveillance roles away are starting to see the flirtatious and hazy guys.
As for Hajime, I don't want to go out of my way to make a commotion and rub it with the government constitution, beyond the fact that Kam and the others, the hunters of Hajime and the others, are hostile to the Imperial soldiers and illegal immigrants. So I narrowed my eyes softly toward the glow that slammed against me.
"... the river of heaven. I don't remember things. I'll just say it again for you. Look, I'm not gonna listen to you, and I'm not gonna argue about ethics or justice. If I don't remember being one of you, I'm not going to be with you. I just gave you permission to come with me. So don't stick around, it's depressing. If we're gonna make too much noise... we're gonna smash our limbs and send them back to the kingdom?
"Huh..."
"As I said earlier, I'm not going to interfere with you, either. So do whatever you want to do to keep us out of trouble. I'm here looking for Cam and the others. I don't have time for anything else without knowing if it's safe or not.... and there's no way Shea's in line with the rest of the sub."
Hajime turned his heel back so that he was not interested in the glow of his teeth biting on his ass.
Slavery is normal in this world. Sure, it's a terrible treatment, but it's generally a "bad" thing to help the subtribes that are enslaved here. Because it's no different than stealing someone else's possessions.
"Still, if you think so, you need to be prepared for it. That is the extent to which we are prepared to turn the empire itself against our enemies and to establish a way not to enslave the subraces again. Otherwise, even if we do our best to help the slaves now, there is a risk that retaliation from the Empire and subethnic capture will intensify later, and then it will be even more hell waiting.
Do you know what's going on around there, or are you not there... Kwong Fai doesn't move on the spot as he stares at Hajime's back. Still, Shizuku and the others prompted me to finally kick out the aftermath, feeling like reluctance or something.
Gwanghui did not know that Hajime had allowed them to accompany him with the idea of bumping themselves when many apostles of God like Noint appeared, but it was clear that Hajime, if he meant it, could not even follow him, and that that would make it harder to gain power.
The best way to be more certain about divine magic is still to follow Hajime. So he held Moya Moya in his chest in a good way and followed him in silence.
In the subtle atmosphere of only Kohinoo and the others, the Imperial Adventurer's Guild arrived, as if it were a tavern.
The table is placed in a large space with a cluttered feel, with two counters. One was a counter about the procedure and the receptionist was female but seeping in a crude way, the other was a bar counter entirely. There were old men everywhere who drank despite the daytime, and if they were free, they would want to put in a scratch to help rebuild.
When the Hajimes step inside, they return a familiar reaction every time they don't know how many more times it will be. In other words, a disgraceful and inferior gaze at the Jews. Therefore, Hajime is also troublesome. "Intimidation" is activated from the beginning while heading to the counter.
Boulder, even if he was drinking to me, he didn't faint to say he should be the adventurer of a military state, but at the same time he revealed his vigilance, as drunkenness awakened.
The receptionist at the counter doesn't have the glitter I saw in other towns. I just look back at Hajime with a careless, unmotivated look. If there is anything I can do for you, just say so.
"I want information. Haven't there been any suburbs in the Imperial City lately?
……
To Hajime's question, the queasy receptionist turns a frivolous eye. Probably because the content of the question was odd.
If you want information on subhuman slaves, you can go to a merchant guild or some chamber of commerce, and not a slave (...) who can cause disturbances within the imperial capital. Because the collar of slaves seals most of the disobedience. And because there are no non-slave subtribes in the capital, Hajime's question is unlikely to be the same as asking the possibility.
As a result, the receptionist points to the bar counter whether it has become a hassle to deal with, or whether that is a regular system.
"... ask that information over there"
If Hajime looks at you, there's an old romance grey man polishing the glass, and apparently the temple of gathering information is protected in a liquor store. The receptionist turned her gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow so that, so to speak, she had accomplished her job.
Hajime and the others clasped their shoulders and headed toward the bar counter.
The adventurers' worthy swordswallowing glances pierce, and Kohinoo and Ryutaro are reacting and staring back. The bell is hiding well with its small body leaning over Shizuku because it does not seem to like this kind of place. Picking the hem of Shizuku's clothes is a little cute.
Hajime lines up in front of the bar counter and asks the same question he asked the master-like romance grey man to make her a receptionist earlier. But they just kept polishing the glass to ignore it. Hajime's eyes narrow softly.
Then,
"This is a tavern. This is not where kids come on excursions. I'm not willing to deal with a guy who doesn't even drink. Get the hell out of here."
What a tempting response I received. What a Templemaster! and Hajime tense a little. It's also highly regarded for having only a shiny glass already but not stopping it from polishing. If you get here, you must feel better if you drink disappointingly.
Hajime put his money on the counter with a convincing face without putting it on the table, even as he nibbled inside in the mood of the fantasy protagonist. From the darkness in the corner of my heart, a mini-hajime who came to cook two t-shirts said, "Did you call me?" Hajime hasn't noticed that he's peeking into his face.
"That's a good idea. Master, I'd like the tightest, poorest quality liquor in a bottle in this store."
"... if you throw up, I'll slap you out"
The master, for a moment on Hajime's order, moved his eyebrows pickly, but placed them without saying no in particular, taking a helicopter out of the shelf behind him and letting the counter sound Gotri.
I guess I let it out honestly even though I said kid, because I found out I wasn't the only one out of the intimidation of Hajime and the alarming atmosphere of the adventurers around me.
Hajime cuts the tip so that when he takes the bottle, he strokes it softly with his fingertips. I could see my surroundings breathing in the act itself and the smoothness of the cutting surface. Even the master has a slight eye opening.
There was a strong alcoholic odor from the sealed empty bottle, and the shea and fragrance weave beside her accidentally covered her nose. Gwanghui and the others also retreat with groans.
"Hey, Nagumo? Are you going to drink that? I don't think you should do that, do you?
"Oh, yeah. Absolutely, I'm gonna throw up. I think I'm gonna throw up already."
"I mean, Hajime, if you want to drink it anyway, let's make it a better drink"
"Kaori is right, Hajime. Why bother with poor quality..."
Shizuku and Shizukuta call out a halt to their mouths. Yue beside him also quickly pulls the hem of Hajime's clothes while frowning at the smell of alcohol.
"No, even though I'm not willing to taste it, I can't believe I'm drinking good liquor... blasphemy for liquor, can I?
Hajime said that with all the room for worried girls.
The master's mouth gave him a slightly more pleasant grin on his light mouth. Hajime gave me the master's smile at the right time! Maybe that's not the case with adventurers and the like who revere the taste of alcohol.
Hajime, ignoring the fragrant weavers who spoke out critically, "eh," began pouring alcohol that smelled almost non-exaggerated, rather than drinking. Hajime's heart, which seems flat, is a master colour. "Are you watching, Templemaster? I'm hoping for a temple reaction," he said. The mini-hajime in my heart is starting to hurt my left arm.
Only the sound of goku and throat ringing in the scene store echoes. And I drank out a bottle in seconds of something without ever stopping.
Hajime's got a bottle in his hand! and when I put it down to slap it on the counter, I look at the master with a grin on his mouth. That eye said, "Do you have a complaint?," he told the story.
"... ok, ok. You're a guest."
The master laughed bitterly as he raised his hands and indicated his intention to surrender. Medium, sinister and nice. Hajime was very satisfied to experience an act with the master of information communication, which is used up but attractive to his heart.
Hajime drank, if you say it in alcohol, ninety-five percent. "It's not a drink anymore, is it?" and of the lowest rank in quality. It just feels like alcohol.
Even as a master, I couldn't handle "kid" more than not changing a single quote or complexion that was drank away in an instant.
By the way, Hajime is a body that doesn't get drunk no matter how much he drinks. The cause is "poison resistance". Originally, even when I was in Japan, my father taught me a delicious way to drink alcohol, so he likes it a lot, but because of the "poison tolerance", I can't get drunk at all, and I feel a little sorry for him as a hajime.
"... so? Do you have any information on the question just now? Of course, I'll pay the right price."
"No, I don't mind the price for the liquor just now if it's a consideration.... What you want to hear is about the Raptors?
"!... looks like you have some info. More details, please."
Apparently, the master was grasping the right information.
Said there was a big catch a few days ago, and at that time, there was a hell of a bunch of people who tried to kick and escape the Imperial Soldiers while they were Rabbits? However, if a dozen people on boulders and more than a hundred Imperial soldiers completely besieged them in the capital, they still couldn't escape, and they were all caught and taken to the castle.
Still, the information seemed to have been gathered even when appropriately heard throughout the town, as it had become quite a topic of strength to overshadow the common sense of the Rabbits.
"Heh, in the castle..."
Seeing Shea beside her as Hajime shrugged, Shea's complexion is still cloudy. I don't know what kind of treatment a sub who breaks into the Empire will receive... at least I can't expect a bright future.
I'm just curious about the fact that I took him. Not that there is no demand for the men's rabbit tribe either, but demand is not high even for old men like the Cams. Besides, it's like stripping an Imperial soldier of his fangs. It is not strange that he has been summarily executed on the spot, rather it is more natural.
I guess that means that as an imperial side, I found some value in the cams and decided to keep them alive. Because the cams are very likely still alive. Too soon to give up hope.
Hajime holding Shea's hand under the counter with such willingness. Look, the other hand is held by Yue. Shea, too, seemed to convey the feelings of Hajime and Yue, and nodded cocklessly with strength in her eyes.
A master sees Shea, a rarely haired hermit, with a deep eye. I'm guessing you're also speculating about your relationship with the captured rabbis. To such a master, Hajime asked him something extraordinary.
"Master, when it comes to paying the word, information on Imperial Castle, how far can you get it out?
"!... it's a joke, not a good question... as far as how it goes, it doesn't sound like a joke..."
Even as Hajime smiles, he shoots straight through the master with those totally unlaughing eyes.
The masters of boulders also had a slightly stronger look at the pressure of incompetence. The content of the question is also likely to call into question the will of national treason if it is bad.
Most importantly, since this is an Adventurer's Guild and an independent institution, there is no concept of "treason" against the Empire per se. Hajime also asked, based on the area, after pinching the one cushion.
However, no matter how many masters are Adventurer Guild people, if they find out they've sold information from their own country, which is also inside their home base, they can't give information away cheaply because there's no way an imperial person can just do it. The trouble is that even reluctance to respond to a hazy opponent, which increases the intimidation that wraps around the moment in front of him, is unlikely to see a busy future.
So as a bitter choice, the master decided to teach Hajime a human being who knows the information he wants to know instead.
"... there is a man named Nedil in the fourth squad of the police force. Ex-number."
"Nedil. Okay, let's visit. Thank you for your help, Master."
Neither did Hajime think that the master would tell us about the inside of the Empire Castle lightly, especially where the prisoners were, nor the possibility of not knowing, so he pulled back slightly that it was enough to tell us who he knew.
Hajime and the others leave the Adventurers Guild and walk down Main Street. In the meantime, Shea asked Hajime about the earlier interaction.
"Um, Mr. Hajime. I was just introduced to an ex-con who might..."
"Oh. Ask me where you know more, and I'm going to break in this evening as well. I'll be purchasing information from Yue and me right now, so you guys can have dinner in the right place. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
To Hajime's instructions, Shea and the others turn their doubtful faces.
"? How come it's just the two of us?...... Ha!? No way, are you going to tail snuggle with Mr. Yue!? Like always! Just like always!!
"Become!? Really, Hajime!? No, absolutely not! What are you thinking in this situation!
"Huh? It's just so sloppy Yue.... Nooo, your husband. May my concubine join the war?
"There's no way! What are you calling out on business trips? They think I can't read the air."
Hajime accidentally twitches into Shea's evil push, Kaori reacting to it sensitively, and Tio demanding multiple plays while mozzling his butt with his hand.
and such a hazy sleeve was pulled quickly. If you look at you, Yue dyed your cheeks looking up at the hazy.
"... are you going outside?
"No, because I won't"
"... So we're going somewhere?
"No, because it's not a matter of place. Get away from there."
"... Mmm, okay. Prepare for the Night's War"
"That night's war is about the invasion of Imperial Castle, isn't it? That's what you mean, right?
Yue's joke crosses.... should be a joke. It must be an act, for example, even if he was licking his tongue in a luscious atmosphere, or if his eyes had the sharpness to be reminiscent of a wild wolf after his prey.
On the other hand, Shizuku and the others, who watched Hajime and the others interact, were quite wolfish.
"Oh, you're an adult! My classmates are having a very grown up conversation. Oh, Sizzle Sizzle, what should I do!
"... I knew you were doing that.... but Kaori still?... What shall we do? Should I be here for you as my best friend? Or should I say it's too early?... I don't know. The level of conversation is too high for me!
A bell that bright red its face and hides in the shadow of Shizuku on you who has a porn jerk in you and says, "You're an octopus!" Shizuku grumbles about the troubles she's going to be able to put in a scratch. And brave men, brain muscles and passers-by A B C, who are slightly dyed cheeks by the luscious atmosphere of Yue...... Z.
"You guys, come on... Yue and I are saying that if Nedil and I are not honest, we will need a more polite" story, "so Yue, who we are used to, is good. I can use regenerative magic..."
"If it's regenerative magic, so am I."
"Kaori, you should leave it to Yue this time."
"Shizukuishi..."
There's no way Nedir and I can honestly tell you how to structure an empire castle more than they are imperial soldiers. I mean, "I just have to force myself to ask. And regenerative magic is useful, which means that you can" force "as much, which will be a little harsh on fragrance weaving, and Shizuku, who has guessed from Hajime's words, forgives fragrance weaving.
Kaori also seemed to be somewhat guessing, and would have liked to "still eat down," but this time she reluctantly pulled back because she found it inconvenient to go in adult numbers even though it was just abducting one Imperial soldier and letting him spit information.
Where everyone is convinced, Shea speaks to Hajime and Yue as they try to disappear into a mess.
"Mr. Hajime! Mr. Yue! Uh, the..."
I have something to say, but I can't put it to good use, and Hajime grins like trouble at Shea, who looks like that. I'm sure there's a lot of feeling that Shea, even though she said not to shy away, is getting into trouble in front of the Great Labyrinth.
Shea ended up delivering only one word with a troubled grin, just like Hajime, if she couldn't find a good word.
"The more eclectic!
"It's ruined! You sorry rabbit!
Hajime yelled back, pulling Yue's hand thumbing up with a crisp look next door for some reason, and now it's time to disappear into the mess.
A few hours later, a strangely shiny yue and some naughty hajime returned to Shea and the others waiting at a dining room on the ground floor of a certain inn.
What happened...