"The request is for a florist's help."
After leaving the guild, I was briefed on the request received by Mr. Illis, the contents of which were a little unexpected.
"You never even did a florist or a kite."
"You've never done this before."
I've never asked for a florist relationship, although I've been asked to help with various jobs.
Honestly, there were reasons why it was difficult for me to accept a request from a man, and I'm curious about what it is.
"Does Mr. Iris like flowers or something?"
"No? My magic is earthly, so I thought it was right for you."
"Oh, really..."
More realistic comments returned than I thought......
"The content is better."
Mr. Illis will show you a copy of the request.
Receive it while walking and look through your eyes.
"Help me deliver flowers to everyone, gather around!"
As always, keep the punchy request name through......
"The request is for replacing the soil, watering it down for cleaning... delivery of bouquets? That sounds harder than I thought."
"Better than before."
"Huh?"
"Mmm! It's nothing."
I think I just whined something small......
Then you can see a fashionable shop with lots of flowers planted in pots in front of us walking down the road.
Maybe that's the florist with the client.
"Oh, there you are."
When I stop in front of the florist, a woman wearing an apron comes out of the liberated path at the entrance.
Ms Iris tells a woman with a mild impression that she came at her request, and the woman smiles with a flamboyant grin.
"Well! You're here! And it's so helpful to have so many people here!"
"Regards"
"Nice to meet you, Monica!"
The delightful looking woman, Monica, gave me a turning look of surprise when she turned her gaze from Mr. Iris to me and Yulan.
"The fact that the cute demons have black armor... you, maybe cleaning Tamer?"
"Yeah, yeah. That's what they call it in the alley..."
This isn't that far from the park square, is it?
Cleaning Tamer, let's not think deeply about the alias.
It's not a bad name.
"Thank you for cleaning up that park. We're going to plant our shop flowers in that park."
"Oh, really?"
"If I planted it, I'd be glad to see it."
I cleaned and took care of it, but that park square is basically green.
If you plant flowers, they'll look pretty different.
"Well, I just need your help. Do you mind?"
"" Yes ""
Help with the florist?
In a way, like Mr. Iris, it's my first request, so I have to try my best.
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In helping the florist, Monica was the first to give me an apron for three.
Me, Mr. Iris, an apron for Yulan, but I was surprised that the apron suited Yulan in armor surprisingly.
For the work begun, the task of transferring the flowers arriving by Mr. Iris to the soil of the potted plants to be placed in the store.
Me and Yulan were supposed to work hard watering and carrying bags filled with fertilizer.
"Huh... that's pretty tough"
"This is gonna be good training. It's called training in life."
"Ha ha, sounds like something to say"
I put a bucket full of water on the ground, and I wipe the sweat that seeped in my forehead.
"Are you tired, Yulan?"
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Yulan, who put the bucket on the ground just like me, raises his arm and expresses his energy.
While checking how it was, I had the lime deform into a shaped hiccups, and I sprinkle a hiccups of water from the bucket onto the dirt area close to the root of the flower.
"Sorry, Lime. Use it this way."
"Cu!"
From the lime I treat as a hiccup comes a cheerful ringing.
Shiv translates Lyme's words to me when he hears it.
"The sun is shining and it's hot today. They enjoy touching cold water."
"Queue!"
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Yulan waters with another wooden hiccup, pouring it through the gap between his helmet and armor.
He doesn't seem to be drinking like food, and the water is zeroing out of the gap in his leg armor.
"You're the armor itself, but is the fever okay?"
……!
Yulan shaking his neck vertically hard.
When I touched Yulan's armor to try it out, I had no hammering heat, so I immediately poured the water from the bucket at hand onto Yulan's armor.
Immediately the water evaporates and the water vapor rises.
"When!? You should rest in the shade...?"
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Yulan, who shook his neck sideways, grabbed my hand lightly, drawing him from himself into the gap between his helmet and armor.
It was me who suddenly acted, but I immediately noticed the coolness I felt from my fingertips.
"Oh, I'm limping..."
"Are you wearing cold air because you're a ghost? That's an increasingly strange ecology."
You're so hot that the egg rolls seem to burn outside, but you're limping like a cooler worked in your armor.
Inspired, I felt something touch my fingertips the moment I pulled my hand out of Yulan's armor---
"Hmm?"
"What's up, kite?"
"Something feels licked at my fingertips..."
... Are you out of your mind?
I guess my senses have been dulled by the difference in temperature between the outside and the inside.
The Yulan of the day is normal.
"Queue"
"Oops, sorry, your hands were stopped"
Me and Yulan go back to the task of watering the flowers again, when Lime notices that their hands were stopping to raise the water.
Secondly, when you turn your gaze towards the store, there are the figures of Mr. Iris and Mr. Monica wearing matching aprons.
"Mr. Iris, treat the flowers nicer.... Yes, yes... well done."
"Is this what it looks like?"
"Yeah, he's good."
Mr. Iris has been instructed by Monica.
There is, but it seems to be steadily getting better, and Mr. Illis' expression looks somewhere fun.
"Mr. Iris, I'm glad it sounds like fun"
"Um, because I've been stuck up until now. I don't know what kind of environment you were in… even when you were with us, you were afraid of something"
Hopefully you'll overcome past trauma and all that as you continue to live normally.
With that in mind, I finish putting up water on all the flowers in the store.
Yulan shows me the empty bucket, too, whether it ended at the same time as I did.
"Monica, we're done watering"
"Thanks. It really helps to have a guy.... I still need to ask you something, okay?"
"Of course you don't mind. Instead, don't hesitate to ask for more and more"
Because that's us adventurers……! and we don't even talk about stinky lines.
When I say this all over the city, I think it's going to have an alias other than "Cleaning Tamer."
"Well, could you send me a bouquet of flowers? A little too much, and I'm the only one who's having a hard time..."
"If that's the case, it's cheap."
"Thanks!"
Well, Monica brightened her expression, pulling a slightly smaller carriage out of her back, starts piling up bouquets of flowers that would have been ordered there.
One, two, three, a bouquet of flowers that keeps getting laid down.
A few minutes later, the bouquet was full of carriages.
"Er, what do you use these flowers for?"
"It's my grandmother who's been kind enough from my parents' bills to order me. Your grandson's getting married, so much for decorating that celebration."
Oh, that's fancy.
Isn't it strange if you think it's for your precious grandson?
Is this the kind of world I was in? Quite plainly, there are times when I wonder about the difference between this world and the world where I was born.
Monica tells me where the house is to be delivered... apparently near the park square I cleaned.
Maybe he's someone I've met.
"Well, I'll be back soon."
"Don't carry it too hard. Because flowers hurt."
Copy that, sir.
Stand in front of the carriage and grip the handle.
"Mr. Iris, I'll take care of this."
"but I'll try my best"
Mr. Iris nods, even though he struggles with the flowers and potted plants in front of him.
Having confirmed his appearance, I cage my strength in a gripping handle.
"Bye, Yulan. Push me gently from behind the carriage."
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We need to make sure we get as much momentum going as possible.
Pushed back by Yulan, the carriage moves slowly and quietly.
"Not really. If I can help you, I'll break it. Be careful there, too."
I started carrying bouquets as Monica told me not to accidentally use physical enhancement.