I Said Make My Abilities Average!

It was Melissa who fluttered back to The Maiden's Prayer Pavilion, but she was not just a little girl.

A Shura girl who made herself an innkeeper and was determined to protect her two sisters even in place of her own life on the day her father died. I don't have a nasty heart that breaks to this extent.

She immediately came up with countermeasures.

"Oh, sister, let's not..."

In the evening, Rafia managed to stop Melissa from leaving the store to attract customers, but Melissa's decision remained the same.

"There's nothing like this. Now we get our customers back!

Melissa's aptitude for saying so was such that she could see the valley of her chest in the skirt of 'Off-track, Shameless (Soldering) Length', given the common sense of ordinary adult women in this world, as well as outfits that seemed suspicious of her sanity.

It is not unusual if you are a minor child under the age of fifteen or a female hunter with an emphasis on exercise sex, dancer, female salary, spring beard woman, etc.

Other than that, however, ordinary adult women's outfits are clearly dressed in such a way that they are frowned upon.

But for Melissa, who wouldn't even hesitate to give her life if it were for her sisters, that didn't pose any problem.

I hung my hand on the door, and although I hesitated for just a moment, that was only a second or two.

Momentum opened the door well, took a step toward the outside, and peeled and solidified his eyes.

"... it's the last! This is really the last time you'll wear these clothes!

That's what you're screaming at with your bright red face, look at that big titted woman.

Her upper body is stuck tight, but pushed up with her chest and her navel is round.

Feet peeled out from the knee down and most of the thighs.

Eat in, a butt that clearly understands shape.

It was Pauline in a familiar, miles athletic outfit.

(Crazy bitch!

... I can't.

Exactly, if you had a decent nerve, you couldn't possibly be such a disgraceful fit.

Wrapped in a sense of defeat, Melissa, with her hands on the ground, had her anger showered by the titty woman.

"Ugh, shut up!

... Apparently, what I was thinking was leaking out of my mouth. That, too, is pretty loud.

Melissa, amazing and back at The Maiden's Prayer Pavilion, held her head.

Exactly, I can't counter that kind of aptitude, which has thrown away neither my admiration nor my dignity as a woman. And of course, it was out of the question to make my sisters imitate that.

Even though we work hard for the happiness of our sisters, it is the end of the line to do something that will discredit their reputation to the ground.

There are only a few pairs of guests, including the old couple who always take care of Aryl. That would be enough for Rafia alone, so Melissa sits in the accounting counter and thinks about it.

When I thought about my current management policy, I had a problem. I was wondering if my parents could make this inn that my grandparents and my ancestors have protected that way.

However, the accumulation spent the majority of it on various things and prolonged holidays when my father died, further losing working capital due to employee use and takeaways, and getting loans from commercial guilds. With his debt, he had to use his cowardly hands to counter the 'Rough Bear Pavilion' with amateur food and understaffing.

Now that I think about it, I don't know if that was a good way. But it was only "post-wisdom," and that day, in that state, I thought that was the best option.

In fact, it's been going well so far. I was able to repay my debts, and I was able to save up for a few emergencies.

So, reflection doesn't make me regret it.

What you need to think about now is a good afterthought.

... reverting the price back to the old amount?

Sure, I didn't think I could continue in my current state forever.

Regular young men, one of these days, will have a girlfriend and get married. My sisters will also grow up, one of whom will pass by a sympathetic and unscrupulous charge.

But where I made it the same price, can I counter 'Arid Bear Pavilion' with amateur dishes?

Hang out with those shamefully fitting dairy cows, their lovely sisters, and just a little cute, raffia and the girls your age?

That is a battle that is too reckless and winless......

Those kids, who seem to be rushing out hunters, also looked like they were talking to hunter customers.

... I can't win.

In all respects, there are no winnable elements at all.

But right now, if we don't do something about it, we'll be jilli poor if we keep watching. I paid off my debt because of it, but I'm not going to get another loan.

Besides, I know commercial guilds don't feel comfortable with the way they do it now, and now I don't have the prospect of improving my performance and making sure I repay them. Now you won't be able to get a loan on favourable terms with a very low interest rate like the last one. That was a special service, almost out of sympathy.

And after only a few groups of diners had gone home and had a tight door, Melissa spent a stuffy sleepless night in the bed.

The next day.

Lunch time passed and the last diner pulled it off.

Room cleaning, bedmaking, etc. are done in the morning, so you can have some free time between now and the start of preparing dinner.

And the fact that "Maiden's Prayer Pavilion" is free time, naturally, the same is true of "Arid Bear Pavilion".

Melissa, thinking all night, and last night, no, precisely around the dawn of this morning, but when she made up her mind to do what she finally decided to do, she moved it into action.

Originally, when it comes to eating, I leave everything to Rafia except shopping. With Melissa, it doesn't do much good. Even that shopping is often done by Rafia herself.

So it was Rafia who dropped off Melissa, who came out a little bit, without any question.

And here it comes, "The Arid Bear Pavilion".

Of course it can't be on a key or anything, but Melissa is in the store slightly with the door open.

"" "" "" "Eh..." "" "

Suddenly surprised, the Admiral and his wife were in a meeting in a dining room without guests and the face of the "Red Vow".

I glanced at it, and Melissa screamed.

"Sorry! Please give me a break no more!!"

And brilliantly decided, jumping dungeon.

(It was in this world too, Dutch...)

And Miles was thinking about something that didn't matter. As usual.

"" Nah... "

Among the astonishing faces, particularly intensely upset were the Admiral and Pauline.

"No, please don't! I don't care how much you talk about, it's this way you used your cowardly hands!

"Ugh..."

Hear that, groaning Melissa.

The Admiral does not realize that his words amounted to impeaching the way 'Maiden's Prayer Pavilion' was done with 'cowardly hands'. But Melissa was clearly aware of it.

"No, please don't!

And Pauline's words followed the Admiral.

"Because of this, I have a second or third way to push you, but I don't have a problem getting surrendered so fast!

... was ruined.

(Good! I just decided to give up and surrender, and I'm so glad. Ahhhh!!

Melissa, with a blue face, was sloppy and sweaty, even though it wasn't so hot.