Atelier Tanaka

The next day, after I left the Inn, I came to the Adventurers Guild first thing in the morning.

This is to confirm the party invitation form posted yesterday.

"... it says something"

There was something more on the parchment I pasted.

[Party Invitation Form]

Class: Guard (Recovery)

Rank: F

Notes: I am a beginner

Name: Tanaka (late thirties)

Application: White Line (Party)

There are more entry fields. Is it good to understand that there was an answer to the recruitment? I haunted my head all the time, I knew I didn't know, and I head to the counter very hard.

Standing there is by way of example a skinhead clerk macho.

"Excuse me."

"Ah? Temehe again? Now what?

"I got a response to your call for a party, what should I do? If you have any means of contacting me, I'd like to take a peek."

"Uh, is that it? Then wait a minute."

"Here?

"If they're here, they show their faces to the Alliance every day."

"Is that Mr. Whiteline?

"That's right. I mean, you, you could have used restorative magic?

"Yeah well, somewhat..."

"Huh? In that year, clerical crunch or something? I'm telling you, don't just bring trouble to the guild, okay? If anything happens, I'll call the police."

"No, that's not why."

Looks like they're looking at something.

Is it a problem that recovery magic can be used?

"Fair enough, wait a while. That's right... soon."

"Yes?"

"What a rumor to do. Looks like he's here."

"Huh?"

Macchio's gaze leads to the entrance and exit of the guild.

Karan Cologne, like the door to a bar in a western play, beyond that of a kannon opening, there was a figure of exactly who came into the store now. Three in number. Maybe they, they, they replied to me with a line of white lines.

"Wow, you're young..."

"That's a low-ranking party. Surely they were all sixteen the same age."

"... I see"

Two women and one man.

The man is handsome. He's as tall as I am. Like one hundred seventy-five, six. He has a blonde blue-eyed, Monaco princely face. The overwhelming beauty of white people, or the goodness of the materials, something like that.

Not to mention equipment, unlike me, which is covered with skin all over my body, I have been given metal plates at the required locations, quasi-metal equipment. I don't have a shield, and instead I carry a big sword on my back. Sounds like the protagonist of a rope. You look great.

And in an equivalent fashion to him, the two girls are also superior in appearance. One is a beautiful lady-based girl with long blonde hair and bright red eyes. I wonder if it's small for sixteen and not a hundred and fifty tall. I even doubt if I can really adventure.

Equipped with silver full-body metal armor and a one-handed sword at the waist. Looks like you don't have a shield. There is a fierce metal odor. It's common in Galge's swordsman heroines. From the tenuous eye of fishing, I feel signs of tundra.

The other girl, hit and change and plain. He is in a robe that covers his head to toe with a suffocation. He is so deeply hooded that he can't even peek at the color of his hair. Definitely the wizard of the rear guard. This.

However, the face with a slight glimpse at the end of the hood is undoubtedly a beautiful girl, and Odishan gets a little excited about the height of that facial deviation. These adult girls are cute, aren't they? I don't like it violently.

"Hey, you guys! Over here!"

What a discretionary reputation, beside me, Macchio raised his voice.

Wave loudly and call the youngsters.

They came this way, honestly.

Conveniently, if you reach out, you will face each other at a distance you can touch.

He's the example of Tanaka.

Macchio pointed me in the jaw.

"Nice to meet you..."

Get a handsome and cute set of girls back against each other a little bit.

On the other hand, the opponent has a spare attitude that lets him say hello with a slur.

"Nice to meet you, we, the three members of the White Line."

He was handsome to have called earlier.

He smiles refreshingly and offers his hands and such.

I can't shake hands for this.

"Hi."

"Hey, it's good to see you so soon"

"Oh, no, welcome."

Some kind of sparkling star or something. A smile that seems to fly in.

On the other hand, the blonde girl standing next to her is an extremely dissatisfied look.

"... is he really the man?

"Yeah, if you follow the master's words, he's the real deal, Mr. Tanaka, Estelle."

"What is this and me..."

I was exposed to outright disgust.

Well, the usual.

Faced with this face for decades, I'm used to boulders.

There is no such thing as.

Yeah, there's no such thing as that.

I'm sorry, she seems a little upset.

"Oh, no, I don't care, go ahead"

"... mind you"

Another bossy grunting blonde lolita.

Ignore this, the handsome keep the word.

"Thank you. Oh, so, that's quick, but introduce yourself."

"Oh, yes."

Make sure of this, and when will the clerk Macchio pull in? I just said my share was over, and at some point it was disappearing more than beside me. Looks like he turned to the other visitors at the end of a long counter on the side.

"Oh, and before you do, why don't you just take a seat? Why are you standing there?"

Seat for four at the tip indicated by its index finger.

"Oh, yes."

When I talk about something, I think it's Japanese sex to put it on my head.

◇ ◆ ◇

"I see. Mr. Allen, Mr. Estelle, and Mr. Zophy."

"Please, thank you. Mr. Tanaka."

We finished introducing ourselves to each other and made a paragraph.

A handsome man is Allen.

Tundele mojo is ester.

The Hood kid is Zophy.

Easy to remember and very helpful.

"I was originally working with four people, but one in my previous job, the restorer of the rear guard, was injured, and the replenishment, the words are bad, but this is how I carried you to meet Mr. Tanaka"

The progression of the story looks like a handsome guy taking it in one hand.

The two girls just shut up and watch what happens.

Especially from the one inside, the blonde Lori, the glance of blame shines.

He's not very enthusiastic about her.

"I see."

"If you don't mind, why don't you join our party?

"Oh, well, if it's okay with me, I'd appreciate it."

On the other hand, I do my best to get on.

Adventure with a young girl or something, great.

I don't think I can keep it together that long, but I'm myself with no heterosexual experience, so let's be honest here. 'Cause it feels like a pussy. Bliss about working with a beautiful white girl about middle school.

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

A handsome man nodding in response to a frantic grin.

Apparently, the party's progression and retreat is how he grips a lot.

You're in a leadership position.

"But are you sure?

"What do you mean?

"Um, there's a pretty old opening..."

Just, well, for once, you should make a self-excuse.

I feel guilty about the boulder.

Because the other guy is a teenager. Yeah, I'm Arafat.

It sucks. Aging smell sucks.

"No, because age doesn't matter to adventurers"

"Oh, really..."

I guess by that time the recoverer is not supplied enough for demand. Otherwise, there's no way a young man like them would add a creepy Osama like himself to their crew. So I'll understand.

At least, if I were in the same position, I would definitely avoid going through.

I'm glad I got a recovery cheat. I'm a little happy for you.

"So, I'm sorry about all of a sudden, would you like to talk about your work?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Thank you for your patience."

Work. Talk about work, I'm here.

Even though the opponent is younger, the three boys and girls against now are the counterparts in an even-handed relationship with themselves on this occasion. Even though it turned out to be a party, the intrusion was just that the interests were in agreement. In the end, others. Blonde Lori and other blatantly rich daughters are now smelling puffy.

Therefore, there is no way you can slap a tame mouth or anything. The spirit raised by the livestock over the years automatically generates and arranges polite words, no matter who the other person is. In his twenties, he was the CEO of a ten-billion-dollar venture. Never forget sincerity and business cards.

Slight mistakes can be fatal later.

"Oh, no, you don't have to be so afraid..."

"No, no, never mind. Please."

Responding to a smile, the boy continued his words in such a way as reluctantly.

"So, what's the matter? Actually, we were holding off on work the next day..."

Hear the words you can go on.

Said, apparently they were already getting the job. And if I can, I want you to join me in this.

I see. Sure, you should check your rookie skill set within the fast track. If you want to cut it, cut it. It is better for both parties to get it early.

If I put it in a lousy contractor and said the damage when they betrayed me on the earthen field, I can't even see it. That makes a lot of sense.

"Ah, yes. Ok. So early tomorrow morning at the South Gate."

"Are you all right? I think it's sudden for boulders."

"Yeah, because I don't have any other plans"

Nodding at the words of a handsome boy, I made my plans for tomorrow.

We did it, we have an adventure tomorrow with a beautiful girl.

While continuing to explore the future with him, Alasser is still the one who bites his joy, with a little anxiety that he did not exchange words with the two women at once. It's impossible to work with a teenager if it's not even an opportunity like this.

"As a matter of fact, I started crusading oaks in nearby villages."

"Oh, yes, I'm fine"

I don't know what an oak looks like, but if you think of your role, you won't have a problem. Recognition that flying healing magic from behind is exquisite. So I'll snort.

"... Wow, that sucks"

Blonde Loriko gives this a terribly nasty look.

Hundred percent disgust.

I have wrinkles on my eyebrows.

But still, though.

"Nice to meet you"

I answer.

If the other person is a beautiful girl because she understands that she is disgusted, she is so happy. I thought maybe we could talk or something on the road, and, yes, I'm sorry, but I'm glad to hear it.

Lolllllllllllllllllllll.

"Is that true? Thank you."

The fact that you can spend time with young, adorable kids like them is irreplaceable. Forty to the present, I think, to the point. Being able to spend time with young people is the only property you can't change.

Definitely.

So, I'm sorry about them, but I need you to keep your head down.

"No, thank you for inviting me here"

I'd like to be with you.

Please, thank you.

Thank you so much.

Then the handsome responded to this with a smile on his face.

"No, it's this way. Mr. Tanaka."

Happy.

As long as you're grateful.

That's how I got my plans for tomorrow.

◇ ◆ ◇

After finishing information-sharing with the White Line people, he left the Adventurer Alliance behind.

On his way is the grocery store. The place made the toddler girl walking down the streets of the city grip a few pieces of copper coins and hear them out. The little girl in this city talks to me.

Get over there. Get over there. You gotta walk.

Such terrible and out-of-the-box instructions, though I tried to follow them honestly, made a strange sense, and walking only a few minutes, I arrived at what looked like the grocery store I intended.

Toddler girls in this city have high specs. Good toddler.

So, Karan Cologne, entered the store with the sound of the bell.

"Excuse me, can I have a set of ropes, sleeping bags, food, that sort of thing put together with tools used by adventurers? Oh, I'd like to ask you to feel like a wizard if you can."

Ask the store clerk over the counter provided in the store.

"Set? Well, if it's a good idea to look at it appropriately, we can align it..."

The other person is a woman in her late thirties.

Why the grocery store? To find out tomorrow's schedule.

Think of it in old age and it is visible that you pull a young man's leg. That's different from the stamina. It is now itself that I ran to buy convenient goods in order to alleviate this slightly, under the return of the supremely natural thought that

No matter how distracting you are, you can't be overprepared.

In the past, I wanted to hit a big one to start climbing, and I've had everything from shoes to clothes to backpacks. I climbed Mount Takao once the following week, and after that, I never climbed the mountain again. So this time, as much as we head to the grocery store, everything goes from shape to shape. I am.

"Oh, so please"

"Yes, sir."

Ask the clerk's aunt to put a set together.

She nodded small and disappeared behind the counter.

I guess I went fishing for the stock.

"The bag is fine because he bought it himself and I have a leather bag I got from Goblin."

I rejoice at the gradual increase in personal belongings. In front of the naked and consistent arrival, it is a delight to see the growing array of groceries. I didn't think that owning things was such a pleasure when I was in Japan.

After waiting for a few moments in the store and other views, my aunt returned.

"Is this okay?

An article is arranged over the counter.

Knives, lanterns, metal utensils, water bags, blankets, bandages, medicinal herbs, vials with some kind of liquid, food, that or this. It felt painful, and various things like camping equipment were arranged in a narrow way.

"Ah, yes. How much will it be?

"Right. Three silver coins together."

"Ah, yes. Copy that."

I'm afraid to compromise their mood by discounting etc. I shall honestly pay in words. I will then give you a leather bag to put in the item I bought. He got it from Goblin.

Then she asked casually as she packed the item in the bag.

By the way, are you a wizard?

"Yeah, well"

"Hmm? People don't look like it."

"Oh, really?"

"What kind of magic can you use?

"Recovery magic and then, where there is a little flame relationship..."

"Heh, healing magic."

"Oh, yeah..."

"When I say restorative magic, are you from church or school? Until that age, you're a pretty good person to dress like an adventurer and shop like an adventurer. Isn't it mostly something that fits in a more stable and good place?

"Is that what this is about?

"That would be right. Young kids can still tell, because you can use healing magic, but it's like you're saying you can't be an adventurer when you're about your age. At least that's what the world sees."

"... I see"

"Not at all. Or do you have a bad arm? Then I can't help it."

"No, well, there were a lot of circumstances..."

It would be a casual guess, but being able to use restorative magic seems to compensate for some social standing in this world. It would also be against this background that recruitment for the healer was prominent in the guild.

"Well, if I hit one shot, it's huge, so I think I'm an ant up to about thirty. But if you're chasing too many dreams, I don't think it's gonna be a busy thing to end up with. Hey. It just fits into the church."

"Ha, right"

I don't know what the employment situation is in this country.

However, I felt that the troubles of Shirai were not very different from the world.

Then for a while, after talking to my aunt, I left the grocery store.

Except for the conversation, the purchase ends without an event taking place.

If you go outdoors and look up at the sky, something solar is high in the sky. Is it time for lunch? Walking around made me hungry for good.

…………

I don't have any other plans today. Honestly follow your desires and eat.

Walk down the boulevard for a while and enter a restaurant that seems to thrive.

"... oh"

Enter the store immediately and understand why the store is thriving.

Waitresses come and go busily between narrow and lined tables. This is so beautiful. Erotic. Shit. Beautiful woman. The majority of our guests follow this to their gaze. My gaze also nailed the store early.

"Are you alone?

"Oh, yes."

Shortly after entering the store, he came here.

Even more beautiful when viewed nearby.

The face is model class. Ponytail with long blonde hair stretched down to the waist in a high position. Plus double dong in apron maid. I think he's about twenty years old. No, is there any chance of a teenager? Young in any case. Lovely.

And the flesh sucks again, while the facial formation is also bright.

The style is very erotic. The butt is a larger cheap type. Even from the top of my skirt, I'm so musty that I can see the shape. Her breasts are huge. I have a feeling it's going to be about an H cup. In addition, there are not enough rashes on the lower back. My stomach is tight.

I don't know.

I want to have sex.

"Please go to this counter"

She behaves cheerfully and takes me to her seat.

The smile is dazzling.

I nod honestly and sit down.

This is a good store. I can tell without checking the taste of the dish.

"Are you sure you want to order?

I stare at you and ask.

The way blue eyes move crisply in the eye area that is often fishy is like a doll.

"Oh, if there's a recommendation or a day shift, so be it"

"Yes! One daily!

Speak cheerfully of the order.

Aye hey, that's a reply I heard from the kitchen side.

Take your time, then.

I thought so, she left a word and left early.

Looks like he's in charge of the floor alone, in a store not that big.

Looks very busy.

I thought I'd guided myself, and another guest called me to run off.

"... this is the only way through"

Behind that, determined as I chase my prickly ass into my eyes.

Horny is going to make progress this evening.

Those conditions, chasing my butt to the corner of my sight for a while, accidentally there was a voice in my ear. In the same store, it is a table for two, prepared separately from the counter seat, a conversation between the male guests who eat the meal.

"I guess I prefer Cyan from the Magic Knights"

"That's right, you lolicon bastard."

"The value of a woman doesn't just depend on the size of her breasts and buttocks."

"Don't tell me you don't look great, just because you like little kids."

"Women are contents. What a decoration."

"Then even Sophia from this store would be good enough, wouldn't she?

"I certainly don't deny that..."

Apparently they talk to each other with heterosexual preferences.

From what I can tell, the beauty waitress in the case seems to be named Sophia. I'm curious about the other Cyan that came out, but could that be the waitress in the same store again?

By the way, these two male customers, beside the table, are placed each possession-like spears and metal helms. From the fact that the underwear is a clasp of the same design, it seems to be a soldier of national service who came to pick up meals during work and during lunch break.

I remember seeing soldiers dressed alike standing at the city's fortresses and entrances and exits. The guy who busted me into the castle house a few days ago was dressed just like them, so I'm pretty sure this is it.

"But Cyan's amazing, isn't she? I'm a teenager and I'm a second division deputy leader."

"If you say that, Sophia's the billboard girl in the city's best diner, right?

"Gu... I heard rumors that I'd be captain soon, then..."

"Well, let's have as much fun as lunch. Cyan would be nice."

"Oh, what's really going on? I haven't seen it at all in the last few weeks."

"Aren't you at work somewhere? It's not like a soldier like us. What a vice president of Division II, huh? Even the salary I'm getting deserves it."

"Yes, but come on, I'm still worried about you as a fan."

"You'll be worried."

"You're worried about something you're worried about, so you can't help it, can you?

"That's what you think I'm crazy for, huh?

Say whatever you want.

They look like two very close people.

Its age was in its mid-twenties, just a sign of youth.

I'm a little envious.

Hearing their conversation, I ate a pale meal by myself.