Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

I was only in the village for a few hours.

The day after a full day, the treasurer returned to the mountains and found the clams that were just outside the cave and the snowflakes (yuki) that were grinding on the ground.

I looked at the collector with the eye wondering if anything had happened to the acari, and the snow left it in the grit, and he was back already? It was a cold breeze, but my tail was shaking loosely in a good mood.

The collector looks fed up.

"Oh... there's probably an Ichihara man in the village"

The eye of the clam opens wide.

"It's so hard to face each other on the side of the road that I ran away with my tail wrapped around it. I don't know the details, but I met a guy named Erica Kiritani from Dawn Wings (Pennant of Dawn) at least. Well, fortunately, they didn't seem to remember the clerk."

A treasurer who feels very billionaire about what is to come, talking about the Hayats.

At first glance, Snow White didn't seem to care about the change in the two of them, and rubbed his back on the ground with clutter to make him feel good.

You're fine. The collector envied Snow White, and he rolled all over the ground like he didn't know how it felt or not.

The two and one went back to the cave.

Compared to the outside, which had gotten much warmer like spring ahead, the cave was limp.

"What do you think you're doing here?

A collector sitting around the enclosure asks the acari.

Akali had been thinking with a wrinkle between his eyebrows for a while.

"... I think I'm the cause. In good or bad ways."

"What do you mean?

"I heard my situation from somewhere and came to help. Or you came to get me. Either that. Eight to two, I think it's the former. Maybe Mr. Maxeem spoke to the temple, and that got to Mr. Hayato's ear when it got rumored."

Akali who deals with his classmates and says 20% could be enemies.

"You're a lot more confident that your classmates are coming to help you."

Says the collector makes fun of him.

"Okay, no. That guy is on his own. Help yourself and try to protect yourself. I do appreciate it, it's what helps. Some kids are in that asylum and helping, and I think that Erica is. But I want to be independent. So I rode Mr. Maxime's invitation, too."

"Well, if it was an enemy, it would be fine because you can see it in the Unstable Map and Enemy Map. Run behind the mountains and you'll get some time."

"No, assuming Mr. Hayato was the enemy, he wouldn't be responding to" unstable maps and opponents (radar maps). "

The collector looks surprised.

"Guardianship doesn't work for the so-called brave."

"That again....... hmm? Well, doesn't that make sense to you, Sickle of Facts?

"I think so, don't I? The answer to that is no. A brave man who was badly injured before has taken his life in the healing system of other brave men. Because of that, I think its will is important to accept the power of protection or not. Like a cure for the magic of life.

In the case of "The Sickle of Facts (Fact Size)," they say that if you don't accept protection, it becomes just an "Iron Sickle". If you don't accept it, lying or telling the truth doesn't seem to involve just long swords, spears and killing abilities. "

"I don't know if that's good or bad"

"It's not. If you're just a big sickle, you can easily play with physical barriers. Barriers are pointless when the Coverage of the Fact Sickle is fully demonstrated. Well, instead, they need to be 'willing to be judged', so it's not for combat."

The collector looked thoughtful.

"... does protection work for me?

It was a question of whether or not 'protection' would pass to a treasurer who had lost the power of the brave.

Akali shakes his head.

"Probably, I don't think it makes sense. I'm on business... because I've never clearly recognized the collector as an enemy, and it seems that the collector has never judged me as an enemy of the heart. Overall, you're stronger than me, or that's a problem too, but so far, from when I hunted Illnique, I've never reacted. Well, I can't help it because I don't know the finer conditions to be marked myself."

"Come on, don't get the wrong name. He's a clerk, so if you hear a word, you might remember someone you don't remember."

"Su, excuse me"

No one will know the full name of the clerk, so I guess it's hard to call it a name.

"Nevertheless, enemies,"

Acari's vision shakes.

A collector jumped across the furnace and knocked down a clam.

"Eh."

Leaked voices, both surprising and bewildered by the acari who could not grasp such a situation, were pushed away by the next action of the treasurer and disappeared into the cave.

A collector pulling the buttons off a clam shirt, and a hand in a small breast without a bra inside.

"Yes, do it."

The waving arm of the clam strikes directly at the side of the possessor with the momentum of the women.

But the collector doesn't seem to care about the blow, either, removing the belt on the clam's lower abdomen and inserting his hand inside.

"Yes, no, ahhhhhhh"

- So, what do you say?

On the verge of a hand being plugged into danger, a tossed voice finally reaches the ear of an acari desperately resisting, like the usual mockery of a collector, floating, not even meant for him.

"Red?

Acari just keeps being prompted to check again for unstable maps and enemies (radar maps).

There was nothing there but a black dot representing Akali himself.

Which means the ex-brainer won't make it through again.

There can be no more verification unless there is a brave man who likes to accept Acari's abilities wholeheartedly while making Acari his enemy. Rather than that, because of the characteristics of Akali's abilities, we should think that if a brave man becomes an enemy, he will not react.

"No, I don't."

Well, the collector gently went back beyond the enclosure.

"I think there's a way, that's too much."

The acari look sharp, cold, the most disgusting filth in the world at the collector with his eyes.

"Really? Whether you know it's not the enemy or suspect it, when a woman is going to have a sense of crisis working on an instinctive level..."

The collector glanced at the lower abdomen of the acari.

"Duh, duh, duh, where are you looking?"

"Well, that's why. Give me a break."

"It's a crime. It's not a cartoon, Caetch, so I can't do it. I won't forgive you."

The collector makes a face called er.

"Hey, what is that face? Doesn't it sound like I'm sorry?"

"Well, it's a matter of death and death for me, give me a break"

The collector bows his head.

Whether "brave man" can harm "himself, the summoner," in "protection," and that changes the way the collector does things from time to time.

I'm more than willing to blame myself as an acari, too.

"... fine. Now I have it hidden. No loan. So I'll kamben you."

I'm sorry.

"That's enough. But I don't know if full protection will work for the brave. Because there seems to be a way out, and it is Mr Hayato who was verifying that. Either wary of betrayal, or in self-defense."

"So, that's why I don't want him to kill me, so I'll cage him in the mountains for a while"

Snow White responded perfectly to his ears where he caged in the mountains, even though he was stretching behind him.

"Kill me, no."

Akali managed to calm down and get dressed. It could have been a silent protest against the zodiac around subtly distancing itself from the zodiac.

"It was another star (Rigselp). Am I a hero among the brave?

"What, not so much anymore. … maybe a special clause"

The collector looks at the clams with the face that he doesn't know.

"... for once, when I become a hunter, I get an explanation."

"Maxime didn't say that."

"Oh, Mr. Maxime? Then you can't help it. A special clause is a system of special preferences that applies to hunters who have crusaded warcraft and monsters (monsters) that have been certified by the association as particularly harmful to people, referred to as specially designated disaster species. Speaking plainly, if you crusade dragons and giant monsters that attack the city, you'll increase your rank specially, the system. The fact that Mr. Hayato has gone up that far in the last two years may have knocked him out even in the dragon that attacked the city. I've heard a few rumors before."

"... a dragon, you're here"

"I'm here. But you barely show up except for the disaster species, which is about Wyburn at best."

"Right. So, Hayato is such a guy, a hero among the brave, a hero in that country. Try to show up here with a summoner who has been deprived of his power and may come to kill him for fear of leaking a scandal (scandal) that has been deprived of his power. Well, it's possible that nobody trusts me when I'm treated like a displaced person, or because I can't prove I stole it."

"... I don't want that to happen, but it's also true that you can't deny it"

After Akali also gained that ability, he became cynical to people's malice. People knew it was easy to betray depending on their position. And they weren't brave, they were just people, there was no way they could deny it.

"Well, so I guess I'll hang out with Snow White for a while"

"Really? Mr. Hayato is here, which means it might be time for Mr. Maxime to come back."

The collector deposited his body in the snow white behind him.

Snow White turns to the grumpy face of not leaning on, but his tail is a cockroach of sorts.

Early in the morning, five days after we talked about that, Maxime came back.

That, too, takes a few female hunters.

Maxime takes the sharp, cold, cruel, hostile step forward gaze of a collector.

Snow White was threatening by stripping his fangs with a guru behind the collector.

"... scum"

I broke my promise not to tell anyone, childish or not, but it didn't matter if they told me to listen. I am the one who trusted you, and the keeper is aware of that. But trusting and being angry about being betrayed is another story altogether.

"Well, listen to me. It's for the clams."

"... there must have been as many ways. Me and... too risky for Snow White"

It was in everyone's eyes that the collector lost more and more interest in Maxime from his expression. As if my emotions were falling out, my expression was gone.

I am not like a beast. It was an anger similar to that of unsportsmanlike things such as poisonous worms, resentful spirits.

"You're still young, but you don't have that look."

The voice deflated the heightened tension.

From behind Maxime, the shadow advances.

The Lord of Voices is a laid-back, elegant old woman. The spine stretches with a pin and wears a thin, dark green robe with no leather armor on just one person.

Above all, my ears were long and pointy. Yes, it's called an elf.

Speaking of humans, I would have liked to have seen fifty years ago, and I am beautiful enough to think that a faceless collector would have liked to.

"I told Maxime I couldn't do it. But I don't want to threaten your lives."

"The mere fact that we're here is enough of a threat. Who is it in the first place?

"You're late, my name is Orphea, and I'm going to put together" The Goddess of the Moon's Attaché ". I actually have a longer name, but I'm fine with the orpheus."

"... the collector, is. So, Aufia, what does it look like?"

That's right. The tone of the voice returns, and the tone changes.

It was also caused by the difficulty of abandoning Aufia, who is much older, and the loss of the time to exude anger.

Besides, I was feeling in the wind that I was the one who had to be polite somewhere. It's not a position, it's an aufia atmosphere.

"One is the protection and escort of your daughter, Mr. Akali, who has decided to be judged on the facts in a few days. The other... is you. He who lives with Ilnik, who is conceived of as a white illusion. Isn't it like a myth? So Maxime showed me how to be old."

A treasurer staring at Guillaume and Maxime.

Maxime, stared at, is pointing that way.

"Oh, it's a long life to see a sight like this while you're alive."

An orpheus with a gentle eye at the snow white that leans against the treasurer and intimidates him.

Snow White seemed a little uncomfortable being exposed to unfamiliar eyes, hissing the intimidation and hiding in the shadow of the collector.

Aufia saw it and broke up with it happily, as she had seen even more smiling things.

The collector sees Maxeem.

"Well, I don't know what a" moon goddess entourage (Maruna Nyum) "is, but now I'm sorry."

"No, that's it..."

Maxime scratched his head with disappointment as he seemed uncomfortable.

"I know it's thick, but could you let me camp around here for a while?

Said on Maxime, whose orphea can't boil it off.

The eyes of the treasurer become more rugged again.

"We haven't yet arrived at the 'jury of facts'. The plight of the same brave men meant that judgment would be held especially in Salehad, but they are not like us, they are priests. It really takes time to get around. In the meantime, Mr. Akali doesn't necessarily have anyone to think about. Therefore, we cannot hope that you will be in trouble here in a safe place. And..."

Orphea to cut the words and see a few female hunters standing later.

"Ugly women, they are hunters indeed. Some people have low stars, but their arms stand quite well. But they still fled to the goddess."

"To the goddess? I'm sorry, but unfortunately, I don't know anything about the Moon Goddess."

He was an orpheus he said he didn't know, but he doesn't look offended.

"I don't have that altered tone." Mate of the Moon Goddess (Maruna Nhum) "is a woman who lives with the Moon Goddess, who is also a hunting goddess. If you are not in the realm, you will continue your lifelong journey and hunting life. Men's restraint is said to be because the goddess of the moon is a virgin goddess and hates men, but because of this, it was able to be a place for the women to run in"

"Oh, I mean, are you a woman for a reason?"

After receiving the gaze of the collector, one woman shrugged herself in horror.

"That's why this one is more convenient than the village. Of course, we won't divulge this in the future."

Leaking or nothing, it won't do anything anymore, and the collector will give up mode.

There's no way to cover up complete information except to kill them all, so there's nothing we can do.

"... Maxime is a beast, and I'm a man at best, okay?

"Come on, you don't. I'm not gonna rot. I'm just playing with my beautiful sister."

The eye of the clam looking at Maxime is completely icy.

Aufia, alas, somehow raised a question mark.

"Maxime is fine, but right, you were a man too, weren't you? I wonder why I thought so, even though it never withered."

"... that's enough"

I don't know why. I'm still twisting my neck, Orphea.

"... is this everyone?

Orphea shook her head and looked back, putting the problem aside for now to the collector's inquiry.

I saw a group of a dozen women climbing the slopes.

A collector looks up to heaven.

It was there in the blue sky like a penetration.

"Madam Chief, I hope you don't have to tell me."

"That's right. Why do we have to get rid of the nightmare?"

Orphea smiles.

"You guys wouldn't have a problem with that, would you? And I told him to punish you a little bit."